Skip to
YouTube video

Loading player…

Large artwork

Related Tags


In bed your body burns just like a fire. And your eyes they twitch under lids from side to side. And my ego can’t seem to get a grip I’ll simplify the terms I’m leaving until my body lays under leaves and green-green grass By then my ego might finally get a grip

So I’ll let my lover lie and in absence I’ll drink tonight With tired limbs, indecent mind, and beggar’s bones… read more

Similar Tracks

Similar Artists


Log in to or sign up to leave a shout.

API Calls