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Frightened Rabbit - December’s Traditions (Live At Barrowlands) Lyrics

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  • December's traditions suck the last of summer from our cheeks
  • Draws the curtains, strips the trees
  • In so-called living rooms, Scottish pastimes come to roost
  • Love's labor's stain a linen sheet
  • The ghostly body who makes his bed beside you
  • Is slowly losing teeth
  • The boy needs sunlight and the shock of modesty
  • He needs to get some sleep
  • It's not the answer; sticking plaster on a shattered bone
  • What do you need, what do you need from me
  • It's not the answer; treatin' cancer like a cold
  • What do you need, what do you need from me?
  • After months of grieving, ***** the grief I'm leaving
  • Will you leave with me?
  • The blood loss, the towering cost
  • Mouth to mouth, tongue to tongue
  • The lick brings warm metallic taste
  • I can't correct myself, convince you
  • That there's no one else in volumes of new muse
  • If you want a safe, you don't want me
  • It's not the answer; sticking plaster on a shattered bone
  • What do you need, what do you need from me?
  • It's not the answer; treatin' cancer like a cold
  • What do you need, what do you need from me?
  • It's not the answer, I'm just begging to be told
  • What do you need, what do you need from me
  • If I had the answer, write a book of what I know
  • What do you need, what do you need from me?

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