Collection Night
By TitanChord · Swamp Funk Country
Lyrics
You hear that gravel? That's me, taking my time.
Verse 1 You signed a paper in a kinder year Now my boots are doing math up your driveway here I don't run, son, I never had to The slow walk is the part that gets to you Porch light off like that helps you hide I can hear your TV lying on its side I don't knock twice, I let the silence stack Funny how a debt makes a grown man dance back
Pre-Chorus Curtains move Floorboards creak You found the rhythm That the guilty keep
Chorus It's collection night You can shuffle in the dark all you like I don't carry a gun, I just carry what you owe The man who comes this slow already won
Verse 2 Saw your shadow doing laps behind the blind Pacing's just a payment of a different kind You're not the first to two-step down a hall Hoping the wood don't tell me you're home at all I been doing this since you were a boy Learned a debt's the only thing that men enjoy Pretending isn't — but the body don't agree So go on, keep moving, you're dancing for me
Pre-Chorus Curtains move Floorboards creak You found the rhythm That the guilty keep
Chorus It's collection night You can shuffle in the dark all you like I don't carry a gun, I just carry what you owe The man who comes this slow already won
Bridge I had a brother owed a man like me Watched him learn to dance real quiet, eventually I'm not here to hurt you, that's the worst of it You'll move all night and I'll just sit It's collection night You can shuffle in the dark all you like I don't carry a gun, I just carry what you owe The man who comes this slow already won
Outro The man who comes this slow already won
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