Annuals - Turncloaking lyrics

If your goodly wants your blood, you're dead* If your woman wants you out, you're gone If your womans ask for thought, you never drink And when the mornin leaves your head, you drink til morn And how I tried I opened my heart and it's... And now it's dry And lost you I'm turncloakin' Turncloakin' When you walk, you walk surrounded You're facin' up your cards surrounded And tryin' to mate your livin' thought to own it And after all I do and give, it's useless And how I tried I opened my heart and it's... And now it's died And lost you I'm turncloakin'