Fury in The Slaughterhouse - Things Like This lyrics

I'm not looking for absolution

for all my sins or every fight

smells like sneaking dissolution and I go out most every night

I'm not the one here who has to hide

things like this don`t grow on trees, babe!

things like this don`t come for free

sometimes

the obvious is hard to see

like raindrops in the stormy sea

so won`t you live with me on my tree

I can`t regret misunderstandings

not even all the ones IŽve caused

the best conditions for crashlanding

so I'm not sure if I can stay

and remain sincerely yours

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