[00:00.43]September Sparky Deathcap - Reno
[00:01.01]Lyrics by：Omar Quintana
[00:01.65]Composed by：Omar Quintana
[00:19.82]Every suntan tells stories and the shape of the white snitches
[00:25.55]Fat men in tropical climes
[00:30.00]Now you tell me you've been ****ing
[00:32.94]And free yourself
[00:34.58]And that I should've known for a while
[00:43.78]Watching the starlings as autumn draws in
[00:47.92]As they make ghosts across London fields
[00:53.06]And I would've moved out there to be with you
[00:58.57]I would've moved out there for real
[01:06.08]Saw a choir of golden angels wearing matching rucksacks
[01:11.60]As they obscured the view to your train
[01:16.60]And I'm sorry if it seems like I'm rambling here
[01:25.10]Just want to see the way the skin splits round his bones
[01:29.60]And the gurgling head in your lap
[01:34.82]And the arms of the crowd as they pull me away
[01:39.86]And the mud and the blood in the grass
[01:44.88]When we scraped our bones together
[01:50.53]We got fire fire fire fire
[01:55.69]When we scraped our bones together
[02:00.69]We got fire fire fire fire
[02:06.07]When we scraped our bones together
[02:10.26]We got fire fire fire fire
[02:16.52]When we scraped our bones together
[02:21.20]We got fire fire fire fire