Jaill - Out of Your Boots lyrics

Media's calling Says story's breaking and the poets are dead She told me late last night when we'd both been fed I clear the dishes and arrange this tepid head And meteors falling She says with joint in hand and does the twist Pushes me two step to avoid the risk Says no one's lonely right before The lonely hits until you're loveless I'm not going to fake you out of your boots Like you've been asking me to with your tired Sunken, salty, caustic eyes and your half held Heart melt truths