"Sucked Sweet" lyrics
"Sucked Sweet"
Sucked sweet, we're fading together
Still at war, refused the white feather
From yourself and what you believe
Made yourself harder to see
But conjoined you're stuck to me
And I'm convinced all the things I
Can't tell you could lead to
Death by misadventure
An explosion of the lungs
A choking on my tongue
Did you stand beneath the sun even once?
The things we held inside us are now trying to escape
Almost makes me wish we'd burned in the first blaze
Stuck between the worlds so if we have to watch it die
Let's just hope the downswing is as thrilling as the ride
And the clothes don't fit well anymore
You lived long enough to become bored
The black dog lives in your head
And milked until you bled
Ignore what Candy said
She won't help you
The things we held inside us are now trying to escape
Almost makes me wish we'd burned in the first blaze
Stuck between the worlds so if we have to say goodbye
Let's just make the downswing as thrilling as the ride
You can't be kept warm by love
If you never get close enough
Writer(s): Ross Anthony Jarman, Gary Jarman, Ryan Jarman
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