Letra de I Am The Butcher

Will you blush, will you burn
If this key won't turn?
Build me up with bricks and glass
I will huff, I will puff
Whether it works or not
To blow these clouds of blossom from my path
I haven't touched your face since we moved here
I've been working hard for years
And I've been living for the days when we will lie
Under softer southern sky
You can sew, you can glue
When the bone comes through
Cast my arms with wye and gum
We will scrub, we will brush
Whether it hurts or not
To shift these lines of blisters on my tongue
We haven't danced enough since we moved here
We've been working hard for years
And you're still running from the days when we will lie
Under softer southern sky
But you can drag yourself and drag your car
I'll pluck cherries from my jar
I feel you running through my veins and we will lie
Under softer southern sky
We were crooked, we were still
We were bored until
We set these stones in flint and sand
And now you cower, now you stand
Where my dad would stand
But you're shaking, shaking, shaking in my hands