Adam Newling

Barmy
Lawrence hargrave was humming And my girl was laying between my legs She was propped up on a pillow reading a book I thought I had come on home to stay I swallowed the world tonight We layed in the attic in our bed And the barmy air was still for us And the southern sky was singing Lawrence hargrave was bleeding And the wolf was laying on my floor Every time I step, creaks around my bed Lately when I rest it’s never good I swallowed the world tonight We layed in the attic in our bed And the barmy air was still for us And the southern sky was singing And I bet the beast that we’re raising Is good for us I swallowed the world tonight We laid in the attic in our bed and the barmy air was still for us And the southern sky was singing Oh singing on just for us From Letras Mania