Текст King Krule – Out Getting Ribs

And hate runs through my blood
Well my tongue was in love
But my heart was left above
I’ve got to be leaving now

Don’t break away
I waste away
Don’t break away

And lay me out across the grey
Hours I should have kept at bay
Well I had no chance to get away
I can’t escape my own escape
Even more when it’s sweet to the taste
Red stairs lead sense astray
I look up and seek for faith
Oh but girl just lean over and say
Well lay me down
Pull me out
Well take my crown again
He’s submerged in doubt

But wait, I make my last request
See this could be the best
But blue I need to rest
See I been broken down
So much has lost it now
I just stop and say
Girl don’t you worry ‘bout a thing