Sweet Weapons - Low End Lonny текст песни

Feel me tugging on your shirttail?
My fist closed tight while you drag me over the ground?
Been saving time to spit the dirt from my mouth
No clever words here

As if you notice me here watching
You’re taking steps to knock me off my feet
I’m not like you but my god, I like you

You couldn’t care
for the breath
you steal from
under me
so suddenly

I’m left here down in black and blue

Such presence begs for better lighting
but steps on the sun wouldn’t reveal here what you hide

A stretch to get it right
a poor example
It couldn’t get it right
a shit example