December's Traditions (Explicit) - Frightened Rabbit December's traditions suck the last of summer from our cheeks Draws the curtains strips the trees
In so called living rooms Scottish pastimes come to roost Love's labor stains a linen sheet
The ghostly body who makes his bed beside you
Is slowly losing teeth
The boy needs sunlight and a shot of modesty
He needs to get some sleep
It's not the answer a sticking plaster on a shattered bone What do you need what do you need from me It's not the answer keep treating cancer like a cold What do you need what do you need from me
After months of grieving f**k the grief I'm leaving
Will you leave with me
The blood loss the towering cost Of mouth to mouth tongue to tongue One lick brings warm metallic taste
I may correct myself convince you That there's no one else in volumes of new leaves If you want a saint you don't want me
It's not the answer a sticking plaster on a shattered bone What do you need what do you need from me It's not the answer keep treating cancer like a cold
What do you need what do you need from me It's not the answer I'm just begging to be told What do you need what do you need from me If I had the answer I'd write a book on what I know What do you need what do you need from me
It's not the answer a sticking plaster on a shattered bone What do you need what do you need from me It's not the answer keep treating cancer like a cold
