cologne from surprise time by tinmouth

she’s got years until she must decide
tea and oranges by the bedside
she’s not influenced by the setting sun
she won’t regret what she hasn’t done

one to lust and one to wander
no shelter to hide under
you learn she’s someone’s daughter
as she turns the wine to water
so you try to de-fang her
arrogance to impotence to anger
she offers no absolution
so don’t wait for resolution

she will leave you nothing
plans may change she knows that yr still there
she know you’ll still be there

one to wander one to lust
you overrated trust
and though you talk of solitude
so quick to put down roots
well myths of self-creation
and airs above yr station
but once you followed perfumed hands
you never had a chance

• Rock
• indie rock
• Philadelphia