Swingin' Utters - Leaves Of Fate lyrics

The grapes are ripped straight off the vine before ripe The fifths are drank the eighths smolder in the pipe Complaints to celebrate are fathomed and condomed Such a f**ed up state not just wired drunk and stoned This must be for someone else Debauchery must be for someone else Someone else For someone else The drapes are drawn to be ignored to be polite They stand to leave and can't stand to leave your side The walls were painted white now stained a color bone The calls are weak and faint holler into the phone This call must be for someone else This privacy must be for someone else Someone else For someone else Then I step into the room With plans to stay accept the doom I'm not about to lose my cool I'm just the lout to play the fool Leaves fall from the trees tangle in the rakes Leaves call out to me, "what angle to you take?" Leaves are glistening, glorious in the morning dew Leaves are listening flooring us with storied truths This must be for someone else Leaves of fate must be for someone else Someone else For someone For someone else