Lamposts کے بول

I've got your blood Under my fingernails It feels like I could Never wash it away Well how about that? I could never do that Well whaddaya know about that? I could never do that I've been waiting for your blood To appear on my hands And there it was Under very different circumstances It's a clanging symbol To end this drum roll It's a clanging symbol To end this drum roll I've been walking you Into those lamposts again I'd rather do that than Let go of your hand I've been watching your fingers Straddle the neck of your guitar Since you said they'd buckle Like the legs of a new born foal But they're still standing Making those sweet Mongrel chord shapes Yea they're still standing And you got the middle One raised to me I've been walking you Into those lamposts again I'd rather do that than Let you of your hand I feel you from me Braithim uaim tú I feel you from me I've been walking you Into those lamposts again I'd rather do that than let Go of your hand