歌手:Surfer Blood
专辑:《Pythons》

作词 : Fekete, Thomas John / Pitts, John Paul / Schwarz, Tyler Jerry
作曲 : Fekete, Thomas John / Pitts, John Paul / Schwarz, Tyler Jerry

A word has weight

When it rings true

There's nothing I

Can hold you to

The hounds of hell
Need love and care

The hounds need
Organs and limbs to tear

You and me are apples in trees;

Don't fall far from me
Like a Pentecostal choir on Sunday
I can suck the venom out of your bones

Come on Raven let me connect to the server

I could be the one who cuts down the overgrowth

A word has weight

When it rings true

And never when

It comes to you

Some secrets you
Should never tell

They'll feed you to

The hounds of hell

You and me are apples in trees;

Don't fall far from me

Like a Pentecostal choir on Sunday

I can suck the venom out of your bones

Come on Raven let me collect on my winnings
I could be the one who puts you back on the throne

Apologies meet apologies

We could demon dance all night
Teeth as white as snow
In the vertigo

Caked in phosphorescent light

And the apples are as sweet

In the nosebleed seats

Like a Pentecostal choir on Sunday

I could suck the venom out of your bones

Come on Raven let me collect on my winnings
I could be the one who puts you back