Pmtwgr Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Whispers in a cyclone
Going 'round and 'round and 'round they're getting louder
Love songs get f*cking boring
When you're picking petals every morning

[Pre-Chorus]
I got a backbone built like driftwood
Well travelled but you know I'm brittle
I'm no used to me or you
So tell me what should I do
When I'm locked up like a fist
That is bloodless shaking, waiting for you

[Chorus]
I'd happily be a shoulder on a cold train seat
Be a body in a warm white sheet
But that takes two
I'm sober now
My head is full of dark grey clouds
p*ssy makes the world go 'round
So 'round we go
(Go)

[Verse 2]
Bankrupt in a heatwave
Saying things we don't mean just to behave
Heartache gets f*cking boring When you lose the point and start performing

[Pre-Chorus]
I got a backbone built like driftwood
Well travelled but you know I'm brittle
I'm no use to me or you

[Chorus]
I'd happily be a shoulder on a cold train seat
Be a body in a warm white sheet
But that takes two
I'm sober now
My head is full of dark grey clouds
p*ssy makes the world go 'round
So 'round we go

I can't keep warm
I guess my baby's out of luck x3

[Verse 3: Tom Lanyon from Ceres]
Rain on the windshield making shadows on your face
Hands in my pockets cos I don't know what to say
I'll think of something, think of anything at all
p*ssy makes the world go 'round

I know she'll go x4

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