Green-leaf dawn implies
Something sweet in mind
But it's still your fingers in my back pocket
Makes me wonder why I sit here so tall
And why I run from the walls
Critters by the litter
Come gushing out my eyes
Like fears yet worth the fright
So, pour me a drink
And I'll spill this dark ink
I'll tell you it's all for you
But it ain't it's just my way of coping
With this bleary-eyed baby girl
Well, it's just my way of coping
With this bleary-eyed baby girl
Dying on my kitchen floor
But it ain't it's just my way of coping
With this bleary-eyed baby girl
Well, it's just my way of coping
With this bleary-eyed baby girl
Dying on my kitchen floor
Annuals - Bleary-Eyed Lyrics
Annuals - Bleary-Eyed Lyrics
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Green-leaf dawn implies
Something sweet in mind
But it's still your fingers in my back pocket
Makes me wonder why I sit here so tall
And why I run from the walls
Critters by the litter
Come gushing out my eyes
Like fears yet worth the fright
So, pour me a drink
And I'll spill this dark ink
I'll tell you it's all for you
But it ain't it's just my way of coping
With this bleary-eyed baby girl
Well, it's just my way of coping
With this bleary-eyed baby girl
Dying on my kitchen floor
But it ain't it's just my way of coping
With this bleary-eyed baby girl
Well, it's just my way of coping
With this bleary-eyed baby girl
Dying on my kitchen floor
Something sweet in mind
But it's still your fingers in my back pocket
Makes me wonder why I sit here so tall
And why I run from the walls
Critters by the litter
Come gushing out my eyes
Like fears yet worth the fright
So, pour me a drink
And I'll spill this dark ink
I'll tell you it's all for you
But it ain't it's just my way of coping
With this bleary-eyed baby girl
Well, it's just my way of coping
With this bleary-eyed baby girl
Dying on my kitchen floor
But it ain't it's just my way of coping
With this bleary-eyed baby girl
Well, it's just my way of coping
With this bleary-eyed baby girl
Dying on my kitchen floor
Writer: ADAM TYLER BAKER
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management