Bleak Bake - King Krule
Written by：Archy Marshall
Wouldn't wake up this morning
Believe me
This might be your only warning
And you'll see
Why the rules won't slide
For seeing something bright
But darker and darker they get
As my clothes don't sweat
And start to weep
As we sleep
And everything hits you in the end
And spoils your thought stream
My heart got a hold of my head
And ripped it to it's seams
My confessions seem well bled
But resolutions are only dreams
And now I'm covered in blood
On the bed
And it's a familiar scene
'Cause I'm pretty sure my mind
Ran down this line
Again
Only last week
