Slowly Slowly First Love feat. Yours Truly
First Love is taken from Slowly Slowly s record Race Car Blues Chapter 2, out February 26: Preorder on vinyl at First loves dont leave you, the needles pins My phantom limb likes to cry full of gin Shes a molten mistake, lightning blue at the wake She just hangs tight And I meant what I said at the foothills Wont you walk me, talk with me, give me tonight Ancient ruins bullied by sky scraper lights Hungry homeless I creep into the glow of its Lonely, dying flame, I think I want to Be the memory that you turn to When youre drunk your empty caus youre mine But at the same time I want to forget you Take a gun to the mantle And spin myself into a storm of grey skies Ill climb all the trees and Ill pray for a lightning strike Tamed into numbness, its what I have become since The person you recognise First loves conditioned like poisonous fate wi
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