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I'm a thief and a liar
06:07
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Since I wrote you last
I was stealing from the supermarket
To make my living.
I pry open the sliding glass door,
Letting myself in to the unlit fluorescent glow,
Stole as much I could, brought it back,
I knew what I needed to do.
I took it, took it to, to my basement
Where I keep it all
It's the last thing that I have to cling to
My basement horde of food,
And other little things that I can carry,
It was the longest thing that I've been able to hold on to.
I'm a thief, I'm a liar,
But I can't help but follow my desire.
I'm a thief and I'm a liar,
But I can't help but follow my desire.
Is it enough for me to just go and take what I need
No, I need more
I need more
I neeeeeed moooore.
I don't know why it's so
Pervasive within me
I need to take it all away
From everyone who's in the way
I know I'm wrong,
I know I'm right,
It's so silly,
I'm a fright,
So take me back to captivity.
I know I'm a liar,
I know I'm a thief,
But I can't help but follow my desire.
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2. |
I don't want to grow old
02:52
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I know it's difficult,
But we all have to do what we're told,
It's a part of what it is to grow old,
But I don't, I don't want to, I don't want to
Grow old.
I've been getting tired too easy,
It seems my time/mind is getting
To be a bit, a bit uneasy
Take me back, take me back
Back home to you
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3. |
In arms
04:12
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I went a way for a long time.
It was nothing but a little trip
To learn some things about life.
I thought it could build me up, build me up,
But all it did was bring me down further
Than I already was, I already was, I already waaaas.
Take me back into your arms,
I will lay there like a little child and
Cry for twenty minutes, maybe more,
Just like I did when I was born
And they took me from my Mother.
I know you don't want to be that,
But you are something else to me entirely.
It's been a long time since I've seen anything like you.
It's been a long time since I've seen anything like you
in this world,
in this world.
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Tailor made for two
02:19
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Tailor made to fit the two
That were meant to be.
Fifteen years young,
I was tired of it,
I was tired of it,
But I couldn't, I couldn't,
I couldn't not wait for it to come
It was time for everything to be one
Tailor made to fit the two that are one.
Tailor made to fit the two that are one.
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