Black Tin Box - Miike Snow
Written by：Andrew Wyatt/Christian Karlsson/Pontus Winnberg
I bought you a black tin box
Something to put your jewelry in
But it struck me as the property of the childless
It was cold out and warm in
The edges were sharp
The edges were sharp
Take me down the hillside
Show me where they used to play
Take me down the hillside
Show me where they used to play
Black sheep black sheep in the aftershocks
Thought he could survive in the black tin box
Black sheep black sheep in the aftershocks
Thought you could survive in the black tin box
I mailed you a dutch postcard
Where I tried to be comforting
There were kids my neighbors on the sidewalk
Playing superman
But the edges were sharp
The edges were sharp
Take me down the hillside
Show me where they used to play
Take me down the hillside
Show me where they used to play
Your sisters and you
Running through the orange light of the after day
Black sheep black sheep in the aftershocks
Thought he could survive in the black tin box
Black sheep black sheep in the aftershocks
Thought you could survive in the black tin box
