Dessa - Warsaw lyrics

rate me

(Verse 1)

A wick with no candle, a wheel with no axle

I ride with no saddle, no lift, but I'm draggin' the kite

A blade with no handle, a brick for your window

I'm fine but I'm single, a dime and I'm the same on

Both sides

You're a stone cold killer, you say

But you're looking like a part time criminal

Waive the charade, man, you lay it on thick

It's a dive bar, save the game

You drink and you sit

Easy to please but hard to impress

Im in a mood, new shoes, and a bulletproof dress

Sugar on the rim and a shot of mescal

Man, its murder in the morning but its good for morale

Can you mortar more, looks like you're bricking with both hands

Get the spirit level or the skeleton won't stand

Fuck the plan, man, I'm tryna call an audible

Probable lost cause, but I got a thing for long shots

Yes, yes, naysayers got the wrong job

Best bet when you think they got the wrong odds

And I've done some living in a glass house

High note blew the motherfucking walls off

(Verse 2)

And I sleep with both eyes open

Standing up alone and holding off the rust

And I'm still living by my maiden name

The name I came with, the name I made

And I'm bare-faced at your masquerade

Filled a flask up before I came because night falls

We all wanna hear that fight song, car running like a nylon

Brights on. Times right but the clock's wrong

Never set it, never settle in a time zone, take what I need with me

Pray for rain but brace for whiskey

Something in the tank, money in the bank

Callin' it a win we

Give a little thanks, give a little back, susy with the grand plan

Take one last look, left the bandwagon for a banned book

To break out you gotta give up the chase

To make love you gotta take off the brace

And we all leave it feeling half done

Best you can do is just put a hand up

Hope grace and good works in the end add up

Find out when the pendulum hangs plumb