The Gin War

So tell me dear where is it you go from here?
As you curse and peel and pose in tears
Against the wall and across the hall
Across the wards as we both dissolve
I have this habit of punishing things
That move so fast they grow out wings
That sneaks through houses as we barter for sleep
(So just let me hide)

I wish I had you in my lungs
Id blow you upand block the sun
To save everyone from this brilliant light weve won

And our bodies got so much clearer
With dirty blood and thirty last calls
So fill it up and spin forever down the wall
I throw it up just to watch it fall

Through the window you looked much sweeter

Tell me something bout a lonely night
Burnt by the steam from a better life
But your lottery touch feels lucky enough
Refugee hands from a gin war.
I know a place where we can rest tonight
But when the bombs start falling... youve got to open your eyes
And I just hope that I have mine
I just hope that I have.

I wish I had one hundred thousand pounds
Id crack the ground as your struggle for sound leaps
From town to town to town

Share your spoken wealth
Share your bodys health
I need it more than I need myself
I know youll leave with the kings reprieve
I guess thats just fine by me

Through the window you tasted much sweeter