Braid Pipsqueak Lyrics

Pipsqueak Lyrics

fixing up the broken door



a fresh collage of wood and oil



once a stately iron gate



pressure's on to renovate



too late







water makes the hinges swing



water hinges everything



i was once immovable



eager to stay comfortable



growing up getting tall



trust in not a thing at all



i was taught to never hate



but it's too late











i can taste it



not a drop is wasted



lets synchronize our watches baby



i'm afraid of the dark



when in pain you cry



from the most sensitive part of your eye











is this a come on? come on



shake me like a bad sun



till i'm cool