Vintage Culture & Adam K – Pour Over

Vintage Culture & Adam K - Pour Over

Turn the porchlight off
So you don’t think i’m home
Wish you’d taste your words
But you sit at your throne

Drop after drop
Keep filling me up
Keep twisting my arm
Try giving you up (don't give a fuck)

You’re pouring over
I’m breathing water
I’m Keeping my composure
You're small sins blur together
They follow me home

Did you make a mess
To prove you could
Should i clean it up
Like you thought I would
When you pour over

Pour over me
Don't let me breathe (x2)

You can't hear me say
With your head in the sand
That you're taking too much
I wear you like a brandy

I'm washing away
And you're giving me up
Drop after drop
You don't give a fuck

Did you make a mess
To prove you could
Should i clean it up
Like you thought that i would
Did you write it down
Did you make a mess
To prove you could
Should i clean it up
Like you thought that i would

Did you write it down
Did you leave it for me
Did the words bend and blur
Make me weak in the knees
When you pour over
Pour over me
Don't let me breathe (x2)

If I give you a flower
If I love you louder
If I give you an hour
You turn it sour
And I’m a coward
You take my power

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