Texty:
Peach Burn

joking Grand Babylon So much to answer for Black and white Corrosion of all You want everything? Well, you must be joking Corrosion burning it down Kerosene burning

A mother sets the dinner table Son crashes to the pavement, yeah A father working just to make ends We spend our lives to try and make sense of it But

You looked at me as you walked in the room Like the Red Sea, you split me open Somehow I knew these wings were stolen All you did was save my life Tried

I picked you up, I held you out I love you, I love you I placed you down, I held my breath I wonder, yeah, I wonder What'd I do? You're not around It

And she says it's cold And she says the sky's about to fall How do you know? Well, she says the writing's on the wall Everything I made I somehow broke

Every time I think of you I feel the coldest chill I think about your great escape An artist with expert skills It's painful when you're not around But

know they're lookin' for... peace of mind! yes, I know that everybody's lookin' for peace of mind! yes, I know that everybody's lookin for peace of

I know is I would throw it all away...away In my restless hour I'm holding The words you say that lay my soul to sleep I dream of buildings that burn

kicked Where was you when there was niggas in the caskets? Mutha-fucker rednecks all the same Feel a real nigga if he ain't balled and chained That's why we burn