BANQUETS LYRICS

"Call It A Comeback"

Curse the weather that brought us together.
And cut the tethers that drag us on.

I shook the sheets to find some sense of “clean,”
but the memories came, that I pissed them all away.
Stared at the floorboards. Kept track of my bed sores
and tried to filter the shit that you say.

You’ll always find a way to block out the sun,
And in the end, you were the waiting one.

Threw out your clothes, your photos, from three stories up.
Gave myself a condition I knew was in my blood.
To the “wronged,” before me, to the “wronged,” before me.
We’re better off this way.

You’ll always find a way to block out the sun,
And in the end, you were the waiting one.

Curse the weather that brought us together.
And cut the tethers that drag us on.

Thanks to Mike for these lyrics

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