Dead - W9 lyrics

Warm us in the streetlight that sweet amber glow Put me in your favourite dress and see how I go ‘Cos tonight they are tame in the morning they’ll be wicked They say you gotta wait your turn oh, they weren’t kidding And the man behind the register has the same look on his face I think he understands me more than this terminal place You’ve got a hot hot head with your filthy vowels There’s disdain amongst you actions and the way you hold yourself Did you shine your gun? Did you and your God make peace? I hope he left you on your bedroom floor deserted and without peace I can feel the warm breeze out from the city’s fringes And f** the guy who came and tried to kick the door off its hinges These red stone valleys and all of their turns They make a map of everything that I want to learn, to learn You’ve got a hot hot head with your filthy vowels There’s disdain amongst you actions and the way you hold yourself Did you shine your gun? Did you and your God make peace? I hope he left you on your bedroom floor deserted and without peace Without a single hour of uninterrupted sleep When you wake up to check the curtains The cupboards The light switches The doorways Just to find anyway Any way To try and stay (Warm us in the streetlight that sweet amber glow Put me in your favourite dress and see how I go)