Heavy Begs

The Districts

Heavy Begs

Title Heavy Begs
Album A Flourish And A Spoil
Year 2015
BPM 126
Notes Free Water Co./The Dirty Districts Inc./Dissed Ricks Inc. (Lawson@roynet.com) 100% Publishing & _% Master
Vocals Male
  • Composer

    ROBERT RICHARD GROTE/CONNOR PHILLIP JACOBUS/BRADEN ISAAC LAWRENCE

Lyrics

You’ve narrowed it down to the singular,
of course you’ve won.
There’s about a thousand lives
flushed down fairmount park.
The needle on the thread line stitches
tries to wrap its seems down all our babes,
But we’re calloused now in silent sounds since winter came.

Whining, sighing asleep on the heavy begs,
Wreaking of shameful missteps, well I guess you’re to blame now.
Drying, lying like sheep on the defeated graze,
Freaking out on bruised-back hands just wondering where the hell I came down.

Who are you fooling? I am not.
It was bright as any fool could see,
and I knew you weren’t living, do any of us love the city?
Maybe sometimes but not constantly.
You’re blonde like the lovers mickel,
But blue eyes are deceiving as insects,
And I’ll be fine but not yet,
I just need to breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe.

Whining, sighing asleep on the heavy begs,
Wreaking of shameful missteps, well I guess you’re to blame now.
Drying, lying like sheep on the defeated graze,
Freaking out on bruised-back hands just wondering where the hell I came down.
Meditate on the spaces left rotten, the emptiness refuses
this worn out weight,
The one you left I said.

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