时间：2013-05-31
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December's Traditions (Live at Barrowlands) - Frightened Rabbit
This is a new song
December's traditions suck the last of summer from our cheeks
Draws the curtains strips the trees
In so called living rooms
Scottish pastimes come to roost
Love's labor's stain a linen sheet
The ghostly body who makes his bed beside you
Is slowly losing teeth
The boy needs sunlight and the shock of modesty
Needs to get some sleep
It's not the answer sticking plaster on a shattered bone
What do you need do you need from me
It's not the answer treating cancer like a cold
Do you need what do you need from me
After months of grieving
F**k the grief I'm leaving
Will you leave with me
The blood loss the towering cost
Mouth to mouth and tongue to tongue
The lick brings warm metallic taste
I can't correct myself convince you
That there's no one else in volumes of new muse
If you want a safe
You don't want me
It's not the answer
Sticking plaster on a shattered bone
What do you need do you need from me
It's not the answer treating cancer like a cold
Do you need what do you need from me
It's not the answer I'm just begging to be told
What do you need do you need from me
If I had the answer write a book of what I know
What do you need what do you need from me
