Geography
by maudlin of the Well
From the album: Bath
Duration: 05:00
Lyrics for Geography
Listening reveals his wounds Voiceless, he kneels to you Like a glinting dagger, one quick look And he spills you Sheets surrender you And I expect trauma Breath is real, anger's real Sleep on your birthday and cry Cry, my baby Let me wash you I have no ears for my lady Listen to me You're called a silhouette You're playful with a sin But you see me Speak, or stop, or kiss me Your art is like your grin It delivers me Breath is real, anger's real Sleep on your birthday and cry Cry, my baby Let me wash you I have no ears for my lady Breath is real, anger's real Sleep on your birthday and cry Cry, cry Let me wash you I have no ears for my lady