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The Erl King

from Buckets of Jack by Old Logic

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Sitting on the floor in the cold embrace of your favourite song,
Its times like these I wonder where this whole thing went wrong, so wrong.
Your fleeting smiles are glimpses of the thing we now have lost,
Nothing left but bitterness as a memory of the line we crossed.
Oh, if walls could speak,
Oh, imagine what they'd scream.

Its a tongue to taste and lips to sing,
Its better not to stop and think,
The things we smoke, the drinks we drink,
Its a wonder we don't feel a thing.
Drag myself up, and now we're through.
I always was too much for you.

Sitting on the duvet staring at your bedroom floor,
The cheap shots we've been taking have left us feeling numb and raw.
You're convinced I'm here for one thing and that one thing only,
You're right my love it could be said its sex that feeds the lonely.
Oh, if walls could speak,
Oh, imagine what they'd scream.

Its a tongue to taste and lips to sing,
Its better not to stop and think,
The things we smoke, the drinks we drink,
Its a wonder we don't feel a thing.
Drag myself up, and now we're through.
I always was too much for you.

My favourite unwelcome friend,
You've smoked up all my hopes again.
With nothing left for us to give,
When in doubt I choose to life.
Your paranoia indulges mine,
We're chaos in our hearts, our minds.
Tortured in these games we played,
This madness is the price we paid.
Oh, if walls could speak,
Oh, imagine what they'd scream.

Its a tongue to taste and lips to sing,
Its better not to stop and think,
The things we smoke, the drinks we drink,
Its a wonder we don't feel a thing.
Drag myself up, and now we're through.
I always was too much for you.

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from Buckets of Jack, released August 24, 2015

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Old Logic Canterbury, UK

5 Piece Punk/Alternative Rock band based in Canterbury, Kent. Making music to induce laughter, tears and the urge to drink coffee.
It is a well known fact we have one less Oscar than Leonardo DiCaprio

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