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Some flowers look like they been watered
But in fact they really not
So I trace this back to you my love and
Make sure that you got
A real big wall between your agonies and your
Broken spinal back and im
Hoping for a comedy to calm
Your weary head
So let my love shine on you
I promise to take care of you
Ill howl away these clouds – oh oh oh
Just make sure that you get well soon
Cause in that stupid butt-free dress
You’re a-looking like your grandma
Who the devil has possessed
And then we rage like two horses in your
Wheelchair down to Joseph’s
Where I prepared a party everyone is bringing roses
Ref.
It’s almost surreal how that truck hit ya
And drove away your legs
I wish I’d taken much more pictures of your
Toesie’s perfect shape and when the
Ambulances hurried to that place where you lay buried
Under tons of pain and grief your intact
Heart was my relief
Ref.
Just last week you got a tattoo of
An anchor on your hand to
Now remind you how you’re
Strapped to this dry chair
You cant accept cuz
You told me if there’s one thing
That you’re loving more than me
Then it most definitely has to be
The open see
When I said I will care for you my lovely sailor
I meant I’ll build a wheelchair-access to our trailer
And when the flood comes and you finally meet your maker
At least you know you’ll die a-floating in its waves, love!
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Tindra
04:19
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There’s this girl sitting in my bathtub
And she’s brushing her teeth,
She get sup wets her face,
Baby do you have a towel for me?
And the she leads me to my bedroom,
Which seems so foreign real,
What I feel before I faint
Is her gaze resting on me.
When I awoke then, I found just that she left.
So I turned around, dried my eyes and crawled out of my bed
All colour has vanished from my body, but my fingertips are red.
There’s this girl inside my mirror
And she’s brushing her teeth
She’s standing right beside me
As if it’s all she ever did.
She looks down at my fingertips
Says: baby why do you bleed?
I don’t get what she’s talking bout
But her melody is so sweet
And then she tells me that she loves me
And that it’s all she ever did.
Baby I love you way more than the highest degree.
Loving you is as honest as I could ever be!!!
BABY I LOVE YOU WAY MORE THAN THE HIGHEST DEGREE
LOVING YOU IS AS HONEST AS I COULD EVER BE.
Baby I love you way more than the highest degree.
Loving you is as honest as I could ever be!!!
There’s this girl under my blanket
And she’s sweetly teasing me.
Her eyes know how to make me
All secrets reveal.
She starts licking my fingertips
And licks me red and clean and free.
The word love is an understatement
For the way she makes me feel.
Im begging her to hurt me
So that I know it’s not a dream.
And the she tears up my chest and takes out my heart.
“Baby listen up” she said “Now I rip your world apart,
I’m going back to Sweden, but don’t ever take another girl that far.
No don’t ever take another girl that far.
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So ima write a letter to both my horses
And then that’s it, that’s it for me
I wont keep waiting around here
Playing my part and succumb
To mediocrity
Im gonna lay me down with both my horses
On a pile of hay and bottles of gin
And they will tell me aint no wrong in me
But I know ill never matter
Anywhen
So I tell them then and there my horses
Bout that whore house behind heaven’s gates
And all that sin-forgiving stuff sounds nice
But I just don’t see any sense
In that so
Bury me till morning, neath stars above me glow-ow-owing
Bury me till morning neath stars above me glowing
And I’ll be holding on to what’s golden
At my age, that fate, oh im rolling
Yeah I’ll be holding on to what’s golden
One last time, one last time,
Honey
So ima go untie you, give you water,
Get those saddles off and then i
Lay upon your arching backs
A stroke of luck and
Carefreeness
You were my pastors im your saviour
I wont take any thanks for that
It’s you two carriers of my labour
Who made my time here make some
Sense
Before I leave you now my horses
Let me give you just one last advice
Don’t let the wind escape your
Coat of fur and keep the setting sun
In front your eyes,
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Likewise Wien, Austria
Hey, we're LIKEWISE, we're 5 people, we're based in Vienna, we make some kind of indie-folk-music and we really like each
other.
Some kind words about us:
"likewise- from austria, raw it is, like punk or two gallants or irish drinking songs, it’s so pleasant…no shit, full-blooded breathes of life"
(F. Clemons Hall)
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