"Gryt" lyrics
All those names stuck in your pillow, forbidden little lamb
Gather footsteps, pressing flowers in your head
You need to keep what is magical
You keep digging way too deep in chemical earth
This den won't be deep enough for you
No matter what you do
This den won't be deep enough for you
No matter what you do
OD oh my God
Hit the surface hit the clock
Little snapper fights the hawk
The moon will swell
Like your body in the sea
There's no one left in there for me
Badger's den won't be deep enough
Do you believe what you've been told?
Gather footsteps, pressing flowers in your head
You need to keep what is magical
You keep digging way too deep in chemical earth
This den won't be deep enough for you
No matter what you do
This den won't be deep enough for you
No matter what you do
OD oh my God
Hit the surface hit the clock
Little snapper fights the hawk
The moon will swell
Like your body in the sea
There's no one left in there for me
Badger's den won't be deep enough
Do you believe what you've been told?
