Lovescene from Disaster by Daniel Knox

LOVESCENE

It puts the ice-pick in your heart
Tears the building blocks apart
It tells you what to do
Then puts the blame on you

It makes you try and tell a joke
Then wish that you had never spoke
Approaching through the fog
Embrace this lucky dog

Groping for more than I can hold
Sulking like a twelve year old
Then suddenly I find myself dancing
Oh, how I hate dancing

(instrumental)

I used to be a drunk
I thought the roses stunk
You made me laugh
Cut me in half

I stagger up from lower class
Stumble like a stupid-ass
I hear the bells
The music swells

Groping for more than I can hold
Sulking like a twelve year old
And suddenly I find myself dancing
Oh, how I hate dancing

(instrumental)

END.

• Alternative
• Americana
• USTC30739290
• bedroom pop
• piano
• singer-songwriter
• soundtrack
• Porto