Boys - Pridelands

You keep it in, folded up and I don’t mind

There is a secret we all share and I do not believe in God but I believe in

disrepair

Cause I’ve seen it, watched it weave

I’ve watched it weave through it all

And the boys looked at me like I was crazy

I stared through them like they were God — cut the rope and let em fall together

Yeah the boys turn to me for an answer, cause I’ve seen it

Cause I’ve seen it

All thats left is the smoking gun

Sing for me, I know you’ve got it in your lungs

Breathe in, count to four, breathe out, count to ten

Kiss the ground, you’re upside down again

And the boys looked at me like I was crazy

I stared through them like they were God — cut the rope and let em fall together

Yeah the boys turn to me for an answer, cause I’ve seen it

Cause I’ve seen death, I’ve seen it

Its written in the bags under your eyes and written on the lines on the back of

your hand

You keep it in, folded up and I don’t mind, at all