Bitter Ruin

Trust

Bitter Ruin


Dust is settling on my eyelids as I sleep
Tar is sliding down the window through which I see
Somehow its blacker than these piano keys
I think I've lost the ability to see
I'm so cold through all these clothes
I'm crushed to a pulp, on this whisky I gulp, pour pills down my throat

Unlock me I mean you no harm
Bite the arm that feeds me real food
How do you expect me to tell the truth?
Trust belongs to you

Far too risky to feed you with bare arms
Wait your turn you're greedy I hear you
How can I protect myself from you
Trust is for fools

Don't disguise yourself I'm easy led
Don't pretend you're drunk that whisky's down your dress
And I know those pills are aspirin for your head
An obvious fact 'cause if they weren't bitch you'd be dead
Well I'm sick of this now, you've crossed the line
Look at you, you state, wipe the tar of your face and the dust from your eyes

Unlock me I mean you no harm
Bite the arm that feeds me real food
How do you expect me to tell the truth?
Trust belongs to you

Far too risky to feed you with bare arms
Wait your turn you're greedy I hear you
How can I protect myself from you
Trust is for fools

How can you ask me to trust you again?
Did I ask you to trust me at all?
How can you tell me you don't want me back?
I don't want you around me at all

Unlock me I mean you no harm
Bite the arm that feeds me real food
How do you expect me to tell the truth?
Trust belongs to you

Far too risky to feed you with bare arms
Wait your turn you're greedy I hear you
How can I protect myself from you
Trust is for fools

Trust is for fools
Trust is for fools
Trust is for fools
Trust is for fools
Trust is for fools
Trust is for fools
Trust is for fools

Compositores: Georgia Shirley Train (Bitter Ruin), Benjamin James Richards
ECAD: Obra #25397811

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