BLOOD (red)

Sunday Postman

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Sunday Postman


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Blood trickles from his mouth, down his chin, what a mess
I've got nothing to offer him, with a life unaddressed
Throw it all away in the dentist party favor
If your bleed on the ride, Maria's gonna hop the side
Past problems go, past problems go into labor oh

I can't hide away, I can't hide away, I can't hide away

We safely arrive, and the nurses do the rest
His numbers sky high, diabetes... what a bitch
I told you to wait in the car
I'll come through, if I don't come apart
I need to "yes", I need to "no", so I won't waver
Cause problems right now, can't save for later
Past problems go, past problems go into labor

I can't hide away, I can't hide away, I can't hide away

Don't miss the hallelujah on the side of the road
Don't miss the angel on the side of the road
That's the address I must address
And I confess, I never arrive
East looks west, not doing my best, I lie like the rest
While I drive through the night

Blood trickles from his mouth, down his chin, what a mess
I've got nothing to offer him, with a life unaddressed

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Written by: Ben Martin

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