Call me a sinner and call me gold
Well you locked yourself in a wrestling hold
Now you're stuck, nowhere to go
But you called me a liar when I told you so
Call me a sinner and call me gold
Well you locked yourself in a wrestling hold
Now you're stuck, nowhere to go
But you called me a liar when I told you so
Losing limbs and lost and less
Well you had a shitty attitude
Not enough to stick around
Sick of playing lost and found
Losing limbs and lost and less
Well you had a shitty attitude
Not enough to stick around
Sick of playing lost and found
Losing limbs and lost and lewd
Call me a sinner and call me gold
Well you locked yourself in a wrestling hold
Now you're stuck, nowhere to go
But you called me a liar when I told you so
Na na na na na na na
I was on a train travelling to Seefeld in Austria and had nothing but the Alps to look over from the windows. This was a perfect compliment to the environment I was in Robert A Johnson
Terry Venemous is releasing new music every 3 weeks this year. His latest EP is sumptuous art pop with a wry sense of detachment.
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