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letra de sea shells - loyle carner

[loyle carner]
so when sea sh-lls we saw
so when sea sh-lls we saw
(verse 1)
a lot of laughs ,don’t start when the puddle parts
the hearts break and partake through a double dance
i was under charm, trusting in that arm of her
last but first, still i stumbled through the troubled chance
so ask me and ask this instead of prying
denying, lying definitely something i keep my pride in
i’m spying through keyholes and more
so when sea sh-lls we saw for her knickers[?] till they’re dragging on the floor
it’s raw, raw, rotten to the core
the granny smith, sitting back and sniff
till she’s banging on the door, “let me in”
i promised i’d be better by the sunlight
you and me, a cup of tea, i’m cured, i’m the one right?
i turn my back, and pressed it flat into the oak
we spoke, arguing about the ways i couldn’t cope
from the lies, to the smoke,to the blinds and the hope
that would bury in the very thing, my mind wouldn’t bloat[?]
i couldn’t do it, move[?] the truest soul, let the foolish roll
unlocking the door, i was thinking
“should i do this though?”
no, wait, yes forget the stress
open up my f-cking arms and pressed her breast to my chest

(verse 2)
plain sailing, for a week , maybe two at best?
indiscrepancies, i noticed i was too impressed
her body blessed with this new beginning
mist clearing from her lungs, pinker tongue
and a truthful vision
truly different, what she had me believing
misleading,plotting seeds in the treason that i was feeling
till i’m kneeling at her feet, claiming it’s me
my heart was freezing
but you’re the only reason, i’m still breathing
the very same evening
i heard this little sound it got me vex
it was her phone, it was a text
should i check or should i leave it on the desk
now she was out, so i was waiting
but then i heard this other vibration
picked it up. it read “meet me at the station x”
one kiss, thought, bun this
i gripped my kicks and i was pacing
my mind racing, seems i’ve tried patience
more stress now the only thing left, is try ‘scapin’
had to do,i lost the truest soul, let the foolish roll
unlocking your door, i was thinking
“should i do this though?”
no, wait, yes it’s for the best
so i packed up my bags and i left

- loyle carner

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