"Reaper Grim" lyrics

All the best ideas poke their heads out here
Adrianne Lenker is melting hearts
At the party you stare into the dark
You can't stop the cogs from spinning
In the small talk scene
It's a shame that all that rain can't be converted into money
Then again you can wield it into gold
If you're taking notes
See the man in a dress express himself
See a woman with a pixie cut erupt
Talking in tongues, talking in tongues
I'm a fiend for the food you cook
I'm a foul on your touch line now
I'm the swing in your hinge like jaw
Tell me about the wider world and your local lore

Never wanna see you cry
It's inevitable
I'm society unraveling before your eyes
No I never wanna see your friends
Disappearing on you
I'm your Reaper Grim, I'm your Reaper Grim
I'm your Reaper Grim

Climb out of the fear
The smell of burps and beer
"Does my arse still look good is these here jeans"
Sitting in your comfy space
Powder is being passed on plates
As 'No Direction Home' is projected on the wall
I hear you call, I hear you call
Do you wanna be involved or not at all
What's your favourite mode
Are you a cultured guy, is it art nouveau
There's a barrel of laughs in the basement
But you're turning it into an ice bath
Can you justify participation
If you're only getting high on your own supply

Never wanna see you cry
It's inevitable
I'm society unraveling before your eyes
No I never wanna see your friends
Disappearing on you
I'm your Reaper Grim, I'm your Reaper Grim
I'm your Reaper Grim
I'm your Reaper Grim
I'm your Reaper Grim

All the best ideas poke their heads out here
Adrianne Lenker is melting hearts