"Spilling Guts" lyrics
"Spilling Guts"
Spilling guts
Spilling guts, spilling guts, spilling guts, spilling guts
Spilling guts, spilling guts, spilling guts, spilling guts
Takes some time to waste a guy
Must be mad
Okay, a smoldering burn
Must be bad
Cut deep and festering day by day
No one wants a free for all
Just a chance
A break, a lift to climb
On a back
Tough luck a pebble short of quit
Only those that get into the way
Way back
Way, way back before the thumb
Was a way
A path, a reckoning
Like a catch
Sewn deep and gesturing day by day
Take a guy, an everyman
Must be glad
Well off, a gentle ease
Underneath
A film that's cracking bit by bit
Only those that get into the way
That's that
Or maybe keep in mind
Take the hit or take the fall
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back
Writer(s): David Michael Portner, Noah Benjamin Lennox, Brian Weitz
- AZLyrics
- A
- Animal Collective Lyrics
album:
"Painting With" (2016)
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