Half That And Dublin letra

Love in a glass
We wander home with our thoughts breathing
Smoking something
Our hands will grope for the feeding
Illuminate these eyes confined by looking faded
Let the saline dry remind us why we started anyway
Numbered days litter the floor saying what is left
What is left of me?

Staring stupidly
Our eyes will close searching for feeling
Bleary eyed and fucked to death
We’re holding close with our hearts seething

Walking home
Waiting for the lips that parted
We don’t know
Wondering where or when we started
This epistle ties lost contacts welcomes all with open arms

The Holy Mess - Letras

• A Song For Tim Browne To Sing
• A Soulful Punk Tune About a Working Class Dreamer
• All Those Words
• Asleep In A Room Full Of Dog Shit
• Cold Goodbyes
• Goodbye 3713 (Must've Been A Good One)
• Half That And Dublin
• Hospitals
• I Think Corduroy Is Making a Comeback
• It's All Fun And Games 'Til Someone Gets Heard...
• Male Call
• My Boring 90's
• The Saddest Girl To Ever Hold A Martini
• Weren't No Fun
• Within The Range Of A Raven
• You Say Party! We Say Where