QUELLE SOURCE


The Painters Lyrics

The signal-less drivers are so contentwith their named
napkins
and their stolen paper bag hearts
They tie their hands behind their back
That's the name for them:
The Painters of the Green Trees
But I'll sit
in the glare
of the sun, drunk
Burying
the bones my grandfather took
And everytime I don't
give birth
I put my head out the window
'Cause that's another day that he's alive

and another day that I don't have to die
And you're right
You're so right
God forbid an empty chair
But even if you hollowed out
the backseats of the broken cars
there's still room enough for me on the floor
So I'll sit
in the glare
of the sun, drunk
Burying
the bones my grandfather took
And everytime I don't
give birth
I put my head out the window
'Cause that's another day that he's alive
and another day that I don't have to die

Correct these lyrics

Watch Quelle Source The Painters video
Hottest Lyrics with Videos
ea8eab6a999ee51b70bebc06ce38db07

check amazon for The Painters mp3 download
these lyrics are submitted by kaan

Record Label(s): 2008 The Quelle Source

Rate The Painters by Quelle Source (current rating: N/A)
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
10
Meaning to "The Painters" song lyrics no entries yet
required
capthca required

Characters count
: min. 50 characters