Damn - Aldous Harding
Lyrics by：Hannah Topp
Composed by：Hannah Topp
Can you make a space on the seat
A box-like shape for a silly woman
D**n a chamois
I thought I'd made a tambourine
When I am led I resent
Only when I'm left do I know what I said
The old it bickers with the fresh
When I'm standing with my brush in the emptiness
Sorry I was late and you didn't get your weekend
Sorry I was late and you didn't get your weekend
My mother said
Why must you drag all the hopes out of bed
I blame the seasons
We all have our reasons I meant
Sorry I was late and you didn't get your weekend
I did at one time attempt
In landing sleeves and a silly ribbon
There must be a reason he said
I know the reason he meant
D**n it hanny
When you jump up and down
The chains almost sound like a tambourine
