Testo Past Poisons Patrick Park
Youâre just another one of last summerâs dreams,
Your eyes are blue, and your seas are green.
Some small consolation you get for a while
So drink down your sorrows and their crooked ass smiles
If you want me you know where Iâll be
Putting past poisons gently to sleep.
If you want me you know where Iâll be
Putting past poisons gently to sleep.
Thereâs a fire inside that makes your blood run.
The lovers who love you smell your smoke from your gun.
You keep your confusion to your hell made for one.
Youâre just another one of last summerâs dreams,
Your eyes are blue, and your seas are green.
Some small consolation you get for a while
So drink down your sorrows and their crooked ass smiles
If you want me you know where Iâll be
Putting past poisons gently to sleep.
If you want me you know where Iâll be
Putting past poisons gently to sleep.