Band Of Horses - Our Swords lyrics

[Band Of Horses - Our Swords lyrics]

Out on the wall sounds of banging
Is constant coming from your head
And desperate the calls came and ringing
From those wanna wring your neck your neck

Open your mouth sounds of breathing
Found it spilling from your face
Best to be dim to the humble of
Traffic stopping on your name

Count on us all falling
Our own swords tonight

Chilling walk home down the portions
Roads there leading straight to your place
Look like the tin can
Would swallow the kitchen
Plugging up your space

Count on us all stepping on our toes tonight



Count on us all stepping on our toes
Count on us all to fall
On our own swords tonight

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