歌手:Humans Etcetera
专辑:《Cold Summer Tongs》

作词 : Christopher Henry
作曲 : Christopher Henry
Golden hoop, it slips. Slips right though. In two. Into my Dad’s gun cabinet. I found some bullets. Load the clip, point it toward the sun. A Golden hoop slips through. How did it go so far? I wanna hang myself from a tree in the yard with a golden hoop. A slipknot. Into my Dad’s gun cabinet. I found some bullets. Load the clip, point it toward the sun. The sun. You’re my sun. A Golden hoop slips through. No time for alarms. I stand myself by my Dad in the yard and watch the roof fall through. My neighbors cry. My Dad grips my arm. Sun why?