Word Hoard by Tigerwine

Nothing Is For You by Tigerwine

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Word Hoard
by Tigerwine

Album: Nothing Is For You

Eight to one.
The painful art of waking up my tongue.
Late to come cause I’ve been coughing up a fragile lung.
Ache my bones. The needle dragging is predictable.
Eight to none.
It’s never coming down to breaching skulls.
There’s no true love in defending a sharpened edge.
Doubling down while you’re hedging your bets.
Shy to speak only when control is out of reach.
I can see that these are lessons no one asked to teach. Just a leech.
You tipped the scales expecting more from less.
Overreach.
Nothing ventured nothing gained I guess.
Justice doesn’t take providence’s place.
Out for blood when you’ve got none in the game.
Scratching pictures but you’re not in the frame.