Den Of Thieves
from Window Shopping Economics by Past Life
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lyrics
In the yard
We’re throwing dice, we’re trying to kill some time
I’ll try my luck if you can break a five
And I’ll ante up
At the bar
I’ll take two whiskeys and a chamomile
I like to sleep but I don’t like to feel
When I’m all alone
“So come back to my place, we got weed here for days”
It’s hard to make sense when the logic’s insane
Cause I is I as you is I - we’re cosmically the same
The haunted gates of the west have cornered me as a guest
And I think I’ve overstayed
The mirror’s black, covered with tape
The sun is down, it’s getting late
Chicago seems too far away
The moon is red we’re underneath
Their fangs our out, our blood is sweet
The den of thieves has come for me
In the car
About a thousand miles away from home
Feeling like 2:21 in Rome
And I’ll fall, fall, fall
Fall apart
I’m held together like a firework
My fuse is lit and I’m about to burst
And I hope I do
“So come back to my place, we got weed here for days”
It’s hard to make sense when the logic’s insane
Cause I is I as you is I - we’re cosmically the same
The haunted gates of the west have cornered me as a guest
And I think I’ve overstayed
The mirror’s black, covered with tape
The sun is down, it’s getting late
Chicago seems too far away
The moon is red we’re underneath
Their fangs our out, our blood is sweet
The den of thieves has come for me
My hands are cold, my eyes are glazed
When I get scared I start to shake
I won’t forget my father said
“Just trust your bones, don’t trust your head”
It’s getting late, they’re on their way
A sacrifice, we cannot stay
Get in the car, just run the reds
And don’t look back
The mirror’s black, covered with tape
The sun is down, it’s getting late
Chicago seems too far away
The moon is red we’re underneath
Their fangs our out, our blood is sweet
The den of thieves has come for me
We’re throwing dice, we’re trying to kill some time
I’ll try my luck if you can break a five
And I’ll ante up
At the bar
I’ll take two whiskeys and a chamomile
I like to sleep but I don’t like to feel
When I’m all alone
“So come back to my place, we got weed here for days”
It’s hard to make sense when the logic’s insane
Cause I is I as you is I - we’re cosmically the same
The haunted gates of the west have cornered me as a guest
And I think I’ve overstayed
The mirror’s black, covered with tape
The sun is down, it’s getting late
Chicago seems too far away
The moon is red we’re underneath
Their fangs our out, our blood is sweet
The den of thieves has come for me
In the car
About a thousand miles away from home
Feeling like 2:21 in Rome
And I’ll fall, fall, fall
Fall apart
I’m held together like a firework
My fuse is lit and I’m about to burst
And I hope I do
“So come back to my place, we got weed here for days”
It’s hard to make sense when the logic’s insane
Cause I is I as you is I - we’re cosmically the same
The haunted gates of the west have cornered me as a guest
And I think I’ve overstayed
The mirror’s black, covered with tape
The sun is down, it’s getting late
Chicago seems too far away
The moon is red we’re underneath
Their fangs our out, our blood is sweet
The den of thieves has come for me
My hands are cold, my eyes are glazed
When I get scared I start to shake
I won’t forget my father said
“Just trust your bones, don’t trust your head”
It’s getting late, they’re on their way
A sacrifice, we cannot stay
Get in the car, just run the reds
And don’t look back
The mirror’s black, covered with tape
The sun is down, it’s getting late
Chicago seems too far away
The moon is red we’re underneath
Their fangs our out, our blood is sweet
The den of thieves has come for me
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from Window Shopping Economics,
released October 8, 2021
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Past Life Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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