paroles de chanson High on Tulsa Heat - John Moreland

Bless my sole
Baby get ready
I don't want to waste your time
You're the place I miss when my heart gets heavy
Trouble my tomb stone mind
Well me and my brothers dying too soon
We don't want to come back down
And I need you when the dark gets true
Dam every inch of this town
We were high on Tulsa heat
And lost in lonesome sound
We got wrecked on love and the heavens above
And now we're back on broken ground
Never been worse
Crafting quick money
Shooting through your last dime
Laying our bets down beaten and bloody
Glowing with a 5 cent shine
Well this cold house
Feel like running
Babe I want to watch it all burn
You know too well that you owe me nothin'
But you llive in all of these words
We were high on Tulsa heat
And lost in lonesome sound
Now we're back on broken ground