Sit down and fire away' I know it's tricky when you're feeling low' When you feel like your flavour Has gone the way of a pre-shelled pistachio... I know you're weighed down You're fed up with your heavy Your boots laced with melancholy notion's all you own... I do - like sugar - Tend toward the brittle and sticky when spun and I know my demeanor has gone the way of a photo left out in the sun... so I try to keep myself in lillies and flax seeds... oh what a folly- fooling just yourself... Sit down and smoke away' I wouldn't knock it till you're in them shoes oh watch as ours subtlety blows away as a blusher gives way to a bruise... But seemly' we'd freely make a trade-off a dry rot to take the weight off Swap the boots for red shoes
[00:16.240]Sit down and fire away' [00:19.950]I know it's tricky when you're feeling low' [00:23.970]When you feel like your flavour [00:26.220]Has gone the way of a pre-shelled pistachio... [00:31.810]I know you're weighed down [00:34.300]You're fed up with your heavy [00:38.620]Your boots [00:39.570]laced with melancholy notion's all you own... [01:04.400]I do - like sugar - [01:07.150]Tend toward the brittle and sticky when spun [01:11.950]and I know my demeanor [01:14.970]has gone the way of a photo left out in the sun... [01:20.400]so I try to keep myself in lillies and flax seeds... [01:27.880]oh what a folly- fooling just yourself... [01:52.310]Sit down and smoke away' [01:55.850]I wouldn't knock it till you're in them shoes [02:00.330]oh watch as ours subtlety blows away [02:03.790]as a blusher gives way to a bruise... [02:08.500]But seemly' we'd freely make a trade-off [02:15.110]a dry rot to take the weight off [02:18.480]Swap the boots for red shoes
