ฟังเพลงApril to Death (Explicit)

April to Death - Flower Face

Composed by：Ruby McKinnon

Three bullets in a wedding dress

Well I know he'll kill me but

I love that boy to death

Felt it bad when he took those pills

Saying ha ha ha we're going straight to hell

The smell of sweat and sweetness in your room

Yeah I was scared but what can you do

You turn around and tell me it's okay

But my hands have still got the morphine shakes

I'm alive but I don't know where I am

Wanna leave but I don't know if I can

Drop out of art school

And spend my life in hotel bedrooms

I think I saw him slow-mo crashing on the interstate

Think I saw him sleeping through a hurricane

He's a violent man and his heart's decayed

He's a liar but I just can't stay away

Now he's smoking out the window every morning

While I get high in the bathroom

Always on the upswing baby

Phosphenes in our starry eyes today

April to our deathbed

We're always on the upswing baby

He's got a new girl and I'm sure that she's alright

But he still calls me late at night

Never meant to leave him here like this

Voicemail sings a ****ing wreck

I'm still written in his arm

Six years between the thing he wants

Nose bleeds like an afterthought

Baby don't breathe out it's all we've got

Live life on endless holiday

You're so fun but I've got bills to pay

I don't love any of these men

Just want to feel the most I can

And he's smoking out the window every morning

While I get high in the bathroom

Always on the upswing baby

Phosphenes in our starry eyes today

April to our deathbed

We're always on the upswing baby

Soft skin press cold hands sleep sweet sleep gentle

Hey baby are you okay

You're always on my mind

Coffee stains radio static slice my collarbones

I love a boy who's made of gold

I love a boy with curly hair and river eyes

Now he's smoking out the window every morning

While I get high in the bathroom

Always on the upswing baby

Lightning in our fingertips today

I jump each time you touch me

Always on the upswing baby

Phosphenes in our starry eyes today

April to our deathbead

We're always on the upswing baby