Just a little rush, babe
To feel dizzy, to derail the mind of me
Just a little hush, babe
My veins are busy but my heart’s in atrophy
Any way to distract and sedate
Adding shadows to the walls of the cave
You and I nursing on a poison that never stung
Our teeth and lungs are lined with the scum of it
Somewhere for this, death and guns
We are deaf, we are numb
Free and young and we can feel none of it
Something isn’t right, babe
I keep catching little words but the meaning’s thin
I’m somewhere outside my life, babe
I keep scratching but somehow I can’t get in
So we’re slaves to any semblance of touch
Lord we should quit but we love it too much
Sedated we’re nursing on a poison that never stung
Our teeth and lungs are lined with the scum of it
Somewhere for this, death and guns
We are deaf, we are numb
Free and young and we can feel none of it
Darlin’, don’t you, stand there watching, won’t you
Come and save me from it
Darlin’, don’t you, join in, you’re supposed to
Drag me away from it
Any way to distract and sedate
Adding shadows to the walls of the cave
You and I nursing on a poison that never stung
Our teeth and lungs are lined with the scum of it
Somewhere for this, death and guns
We are deaf, we are numb
Free and young and we can feel none of it
Sedated we’re nursing on a poison that never stung
Our teeth and lungs are lined with the scum of it
Somewhere for this, death and guns
We are deaf, we are numb
Free and young and we can feel none of it
Other lyrics by Hozier:
Abstract (Psychopomp)
Sometimes it returns Like rain that you slept through That washed off the world The streets looking brand new I will not be great But I’m grateful to get through …
All Things End
A two-tonne weight around my chest feels like It just dropped a twenty-storey height If there was anyone to ever get through this life With their heart still intact, they …
Almost (Sweet Music)
I came in from the outside, burnt out from a joyride She likes to roll here in my ashes anyway Played from the bedside is Stella by Starlight That was my heart, the drums …
Angel Of Small Death & The Codeine Scene
I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful Toying somewhere between love and abuse Calling to join them the wretched and joyful Shaking the wings of their terrible youths …
Anything But
C’mere to me. I wish I was a may fly on the River Tay I’d fit all my joys and my pleasures in one perfect day I wish I was the sunlight just sitting on The …