365

by Waxahatchee

From the album: Tigers Blood

Duration: 3:07

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Lyrics for 365

365 days Tell me you're a wounded soldier Ya ain't had much luck but grace is In the eye of the beholder And I had my own ideas but I carried you on my shoulders, anyways And I stop picking up all your phone calls Take a shot at decency If I heard your voice on the other line Unceremoniously The shadows of a lie or A state of emergency I've been run down I catch your poison arrow I catch your same disease Bow like a weeping willow Buckling at the knees Begging you please If you fly up beyond the cosmos It's a long way to fall back down You always go about this the wrong way And I'm too weak to just let you drown So when you kill, I kill And when you ache, I ache And we both haunt this old lifeless town And when you fail, I fail When you fly, I fly And its a long way to come back down 365 days Tell me I'm your lucky charm We defy gravity again Somehow make it out unharmed And I have my thoughts about it but I carry you in my arms, anyways

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