Sprained Ankle - Julien Baker
Written by：Julien Baker
Wish I could write songs about anything other than death
I can't go to bed without trying the red shaven operas
Each one so heavy each one so cumbersome
Each one a lead weight hanging between my lung
Spilling my guts
Spit on a microphone breaking my voice
Whenever I'm alone with you can't talk
Well isn't this weather nice sure you're okay
Should I go somewhere else and hide my face
Sprinter learning away
Marathon running my ankles are sprained
Marathon running my ankles are sprained
Ooh ooh ooh
