Dusty Beds

By Fences

On Lesser Oceans

Released on October 14, 2014

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[Verse:]

If I knew where that was I'd stay, between her legs

And fucking catch me leaving, cause life's that way

I'll stay in drowned, inside her mouth

She'll kiss me and she'll sniff me and she'll keep me around

Inside her purse, like a chorus and a verse

Neatly on some paper with a heart drawn on the words


[Chorus:]

Roll over and touch me, angel

Nothing ever happens on dusty beds

Roll over and touch me, angel

Nothing ever happens on dusty beds

Wooden beans and gritting teeth

A cheque is on the freezer can you sign it for me?

With no idea, no self-esteem

This place is a coffin and I'm ready to leave

I'm drying out, yes, in and out

Can't make my fucking mind, but I figured it out


[Chorus:]

Roll over and touch me, angel

Nothing ever happens on dusty beds

Roll over and touch me, angel

Nothing ever happens on dusty beds

Roll over and touch me, angel

Nothing ever happens on dusty beds

Roll over and touch me, angel

Nothing ever happens on dusty beds

Nothing ever happens (happens, happens)

Nothing ever happens on dusty beds

Nothing ever happens (happens, happens)

Nothing ever happens on dusty beds

Nothing ever happens (nothing ever happens)

Nothing ever happens on dusty beds

Nothing ever happens (nothing ever happens)

Nothing ever happens on dusty beds