Chris Letcher - Misheen lyrics

Michelle, I'm glad you're well, But did you know your feet are nailed – oh hell – Into the diving board? Well, it's better than a ward in a hospital For punctured limbs, the doctor's in He scratched his head he's not sure, That the sick should be cured, the sick are just so pure. Is there a conflict of interest? Oh you poor narcissist Go copyright the textbook for the modern age You took the hook right from your gills That rope of burning light Now inside your leather cage you're just a human cow You're not awkward anymore I can't see one single flaw so There's not much more to say that kid was lost had gone astray It's just an oil slick that flawless mediocrity There's someone else in know who's better than you, Who's the best I know. Those hands! Like sunlight on my back. Like sunlight in the sack. I mean Love. It fit like a leather glove mmm There was a conflict of interest There were two narcissists Oh metal hands! I think they've crushed the lightest one Could I tell you how I feel? Don't think I even know just Just that sometimes this guitar Feels like a f**ing corpse and I could have k**ed you then But I touched your hair, I touched your face, And sublimate the drive There'll be no shame and no disgrace.