Texty:
Emanuel Black Earth Tiger

Is this what you wanted For me to fall apart, to see me self destruct (This is what you got) Well I've got a secret, whoever drives you home Tell them

pearls. And those bright lights, dilate your eyes. The hills are alive with you private school girls. And I thank god, That I am the salt of the earth

When the world hangs on like a cigarette from your mouth, And the only time that I feel real, Is when I'm drowning down at the bottom of the fucking

in every tongue and dialect. Just start at the shore, and let the waves chase you home, as they fall and as they crest, Into the black we'll all be swept

Damned to wear your lies like necklaces of lead Would you drag this lake, and pull me out, if I sank with them No If it makes your eyes roll back, Roll

I dreamt of her last night, Suspended in the sky, And all was washed out in white. Above the city and it's spill, Of atmospheric guilt, It's such a dreadful