The Kissaway

The Kissaway - Mates Of State

When we came inside

You asked me if I'm well

Living like this

It gets you through the night

Sure you can, Mr. Bet's on the prowl again

It gets you through the night

That at least tells the rest of the drawing, king

It gets you through the night

Sure you can, Mr. Bet's on the prowl again

It gets you through the night

As we're doting along

Come out to the west backside of my eye(s)

True that's true that's true

You're selling what you own

Selling yourself short of the life that's teeming in the dirt

Stop telling what you know

Suddenly you're so sure of the life that's breeding in the dirt

It gets you through the night

Sure you can, Mr. Bet's on the prowl again

It gets you through the night

As we're doting along

Come out to the west backsides of my eyes

True that's true that's true

I'm off to the west, it's blinding my eyes

True that's true that's true

Come out to the west backsides of my eyes

True that's true that's true

Come out to the west backsides of my eyes

You opened up

This is the kind of place I know

Let's add up all the mischief and mercy ruins

'Cause these walls have all worn white

Let's add up all the mischief and mercy ruins

'Cause these walls have all worn white

Let's add up all the mischief and mercy ruins

'Cause these walls have all worn white

Let's add up all the mischief and mercy ruins

'Cause these walls have all worn white