Video Thats Your Lot de Blaenavon 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

Blaenavon - Thats Your Lot Lyrics

Elizabeth you said we'd walk amongst the deadOn HalloweenBut my makeup's making no one screamI'm stapled to the groundYou watch me squirmingI'm an empathetic earthwormIsabella my child, your hips they make me wildBut I'm sure you'll understandThat I'm part cloth and part manThis collar makes me chokeBut I'd rather that than rope or a trust fundI'm an empathetic eardrumBut it's so easy to be thisSentimentally giftedI feel guilt's hard breath on my neckBut I can't throw away, throw awayThe reminders of those brilliant daysAnd no kiss, no collapseIf you think that it holds you backPity me, I beg you please, I might not ask again next weekPity me, I beg you please, I might not ask again next week I'm an empathetic pipsqueakBut it's so easy to be thisSentimentally giftedI feel guilt's hard breath on my neckIt reeks of deathBut I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in luckI'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in loveWith the theory your father might be up aboveAs the lordBut I can't throw away, throw awayThe reminders of those brilliant daysA stamp, a receiptIf it feels like it keeps you hereIt's only been three yearsIt's only been three yearsIt's only been three yearsIt's only been three yearsIt's only been three yearsIt's only been three yearsIt's only been three years[Outro]And that's your lot