Keaton Henson - Wounded lyrics

[Keaton Henson - Wounded lyrics]

I would but I'm wounded and so justified
If I could but I'm on will
God knows I've tried

And how late, the murderer
Whom lost his knife
And how safe, the collumnist
Behind his pride

And I would but I'm heartsick
And cannot stand i would but you know me
I'm half a mess and how holy the Vatican
With all it's wealth
And how God damn hard it is
To drink your health

And how fervent the weakness of human skin
And how hard I've tried, my love
To let you in

I would but I'm wounded

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