Bring to me
Your sons and daughters
'Cause Absinthe makes the heart
Grow fonder
No, I don't care what momma says
You'll wind me up
Or you'll wind up dead
I don't care what momma says
I don't believe whatever this is
Until you burn all of the witches
I won't believe whatever this is
Whatever they give you
Stop drinking it down
If I were you
Then I'd stop talking
'Cause soon you'll be a dead man walking
I don't care what momma says
You'll wind me up
Or you'll wind up dead
I don't care what momma says
I don't believe whatever this is
Until you burn all of the witches
I won't believe whatever this is
Whatever they give you
Stop drinking it down
I hear voices
I see visions
These spirits
Are your prison
I hear voices
I see visions
These spirits
Are your prison
I don't believe whatever this is
Until you burn all of the witches
I won't believe whatever this is
Until you burn all of the witches
I don't believe whatever this is
Run the Clocks - Absinthe Lyrics
Run the Clocks - Absinthe Lyrics
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Bring to me
Your sons and daughters
'Cause Absinthe makes the heart
Grow fonder
No, I don't care what momma says
You'll wind me up
Or you'll wind up dead
I don't care what momma says
I don't believe whatever this is
Until you burn all of the witches
I won't believe whatever this is
Whatever they give you
Stop drinking it down
If I were you
Then I'd stop talking
'Cause soon you'll be a dead man walking
I don't care what momma says
You'll wind me up
Or you'll wind up dead
I don't care what momma says
I don't believe whatever this is
Until you burn all of the witches
I won't believe whatever this is
Whatever they give you
Stop drinking it down
I hear voices
I see visions
These spirits
Are your prison
I hear voices
I see visions
These spirits
Are your prison
I don't believe whatever this is
Until you burn all of the witches
I won't believe whatever this is
Until you burn all of the witches
I don't believe whatever this is
Your sons and daughters
'Cause Absinthe makes the heart
Grow fonder
No, I don't care what momma says
You'll wind me up
Or you'll wind up dead
I don't care what momma says
I don't believe whatever this is
Until you burn all of the witches
I won't believe whatever this is
Whatever they give you
Stop drinking it down
If I were you
Then I'd stop talking
'Cause soon you'll be a dead man walking
I don't care what momma says
You'll wind me up
Or you'll wind up dead
I don't care what momma says
I don't believe whatever this is
Until you burn all of the witches
I won't believe whatever this is
Whatever they give you
Stop drinking it down
I hear voices
I see visions
These spirits
Are your prison
I hear voices
I see visions
These spirits
Are your prison
I don't believe whatever this is
Until you burn all of the witches
I won't believe whatever this is
Until you burn all of the witches
I don't believe whatever this is
Writer: Dallon Weekes, Pat Morrissey, Tim Anderson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC