Black Hands

de Kurt Vile

Wakin in the dawn of day
I can think about what I want to say
Falling off the shelf
I guess he wanted to kill himself
Wakin on a pretty day
Don't know why I ever go away
Its' hard to explain
My love in these days

You can say I've been most all around
But I'm going nowhere
Don't worry bout a thing
It's only buying
I live along a straight line
Nothing always comes to mine
To be frank, I'm fried
But I don't mind

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Rising at the crack of dawn
I can't think about what wisecrack I'm going to drop along the way today
Falling off the shelf
I guess somebody really wanna prove us today
Wakin on a pretty day
For any place
Now you stand up to explain it
My today

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

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