Bess Atwell - Spinning Sun Lyrics

Don't question love
I'm warming up
On the back of you're shoulders I
Push my luck while I waste our time

And I lose my hair like I lose my mind
I'd pick my skin off every night
I'm mixing pink and white with wine
Swallow them down and I'll feel fine

And yes you're right
That's my warning sign
When my jaw is a door ajar
And I say that I have no vices but
Let's go home

Throwing it back
I've nothing new
To add to the chat, I'm a spinning sun
Come up to meet me, tell me I've won

And I might call you when I'm sick of myself
Hanging out the doorway in some hell
Everyone's a keeper, everyone's waste
I'll do my best one of these days

And yes you're right
That's my warning sign
When my jaw is a door ajar
And I said that I have no vices but
Would you carry me out the car
If I fake some sleep while you're watching me
Lets go home