Plum
๐ต 502 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:36 duration
๐ ID: 9021474
๐ Lyrics
I let go of a pit from a plum, unwashed fingers
From the window of your truck
Sixteen miles south of town
We don't talk anymore
My throat's an ashtray for your worries
Ask me "a boy or a girl?"
There are things that make you worry
Make you whisper at the restaurant
And I look back and forth from the cop in the kitchen
And the blood on your face, and the blood in the carpet
I can smell rotting fish when the shadow overtakes us
And the seagulls dive in hundreds and
The vultures blacken out the sun
From the window of your truck
Sixteen miles south of town
We don't talk anymore
My throat's an ashtray for your worries
Ask me "a boy or a girl?"
There are things that make you worry
Make you whisper at the restaurant
And I look back and forth from the cop in the kitchen
And the blood on your face, and the blood in the carpet
I can smell rotting fish when the shadow overtakes us
And the seagulls dive in hundreds and
The vultures blacken out the sun
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:13.08] I let go of a pit from a plum, unwashed fingers
[00:20.80] From the window of your truck
[00:24.29] Sixteen miles south of town
[00:28.10] We don't talk anymore
[00:31.54] My throat's an ashtray for your worries
[00:35.87] Ask me "a boy or a girl?"
[00:39.46] There are things that make you worry
[00:43.52] Make you whisper at the restaurant
[00:49.58]
[01:02.19] And I look back and forth from the cop in the kitchen
[01:09.87] And the blood on your face, and the blood in the carpet
[01:17.36] I can smell rotting fish when the shadow overtakes us
[01:25.26] And the seagulls dive in hundreds and
[01:29.87] The vultures blacken out the sun
[01:33.94]
[00:20.80] From the window of your truck
[00:24.29] Sixteen miles south of town
[00:28.10] We don't talk anymore
[00:31.54] My throat's an ashtray for your worries
[00:35.87] Ask me "a boy or a girl?"
[00:39.46] There are things that make you worry
[00:43.52] Make you whisper at the restaurant
[00:49.58]
[01:02.19] And I look back and forth from the cop in the kitchen
[01:09.87] And the blood on your face, and the blood in the carpet
[01:17.36] I can smell rotting fish when the shadow overtakes us
[01:25.26] And the seagulls dive in hundreds and
[01:29.87] The vultures blacken out the sun
[01:33.94]