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Tin (Demo Version)
by Schroeder
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Bicker, don't bother
The cider inside you
Is making you tear
Break the bottle beside you
Drink from the tin
A fist full of immaculate sin
Twist from within
As she tears you up, and throws you away
Tin, discolour her skin
She said she needs silver
She can't see the beauty within
Tin, discolour her skin
She said she needs silver
But I'm made of tin, tin
Tin, tin
Rooftops fry raindrops
The wine spilt beside you
Is giving you leave
For when love won't stand by you
Rooftops of tin
A fist full of daddy's gin
Twist from within
As she first shoots, then just walks away
Tin, discolour her skin
She said she needs silver
She can't see the beauty within
Tin, discolour her skin
She said she needs silver
And I'm made of tin, tin
Tin, tin
She said she was too good for the dirt upon her skin
She said I was a winner, but with her I couldn't win
But I always kept the rain out, and all the warm stuff in
She said she needs silver, but silver sure the hell ain't
Tin, discolour her skin
She said she needs silver
She can't see the beauty within
Tin, discolour her skin
She said she needs silver
And I'm made of tin, tin
Tin, tin
How the hell can I win, win?
A man made of tin
Bicker, don't bother
The cider inside you
Is making you tear
Break the bottle beside you
Drink from the tin
A fist full of immaculate sin
Twist from within
As she tears you up, and throws you away
Tin, discolour her skin
She said she needs silver
She can't see the beauty within
Tin, discolour her skin
She said she needs silver
But I'm made of tin, tin
Tin, tin
Rooftops fry raindrops
The wine spilt beside you
Is giving you leave
For when love won't stand by you
Rooftops of tin
A fist full of daddy's gin
Twist from within
As she first shoots, then just walks away
Tin, discolour her skin
She said she needs silver
She can't see the beauty within
Tin, discolour her skin
She said she needs silver
And I'm made of tin, tin
Tin, tin
She said she was too good for the dirt upon her skin
She said I was a winner, but with her I couldn't win
But I always kept the rain out, and all the warm stuff in
She said she needs silver, but silver sure the hell ain't
Tin, discolour her skin
She said she needs silver
She can't see the beauty within
Tin, discolour her skin
She said she needs silver
And I'm made of tin, tin
Tin, tin
How the hell can I win, win?
A man made of tin
