9 years ago
Glass Beaker Funeral
Lyrics
Jenny is a corner store
Crossing guard of the fall
Watch her crawl
Winter coat and arms are full
With her mess
And the dress that she bought
And she'd fall if you'd let her out of the funeral
And she'd crash if you'd let her doubt the funeral
Tear me off another note
Hand it up and fold it down
I'm unbound
This whiskey tastes like poison praise
Keep the cup
Skew the face
Hold the vow
And she'd fall if you'd let her out of the funeral
And she'd crash if you'd let her doubt the funeral
And she'd crash if you'd let her doubt the funeral
Writer(s): Sick Balloons
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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