alt-punk from Tempe, AZ since 2019

lyrics.txt - Ember

Ember

The Grand Pricks

A grain of salt
A grain of sand
I'm not at fault
I took your hand

I did nothing
I did too much
I changed the channel
Hit the clutch

I want you then
I want this now
Just say the when
How plow brown cow

I know
I know
I know
It's different
I know
I know
I know
It's different

IF
YOU GO ON
AROUND
ERASE
MY EXISTENCE
THE SOUND
MY 
WIND
AND FIRE ABOUND
BURNED TO
AN EMBER
THE GROUND

I felt so fast
The bunker bard
A blazing light
A heart that's hard

I walked it back
The turncoast while
The beaker breaks
The crocodile

So neat, she so-called it
Mom Teresa sawed it
I want to bear claw-it
Drink out of your faucet

I want
I want
I want
I want
I want
I want
I want
My handle