Idle (Alt 1)
By TitanChord · Dark Southern Gothic
Lyrics
Some men wait for morning. I wait for the dark.
Verse 1 Keys already turned, palm against the heat Two smokes burned down to watch the empty street Mirror holds a nothing I have learned to trust Hood ticks like a clock that won't quite combust Glovebox got a debt folded twice in half Got a name in it that taught me not to laugh Streetlight buzzing dead above a painted line Forty grand of someone else's worst idea is mine
Pre-Chorus I don't check the time Time checks me Whatever's coming Comes for free
Chorus Keep it idle, keep it low The ones who floor it are the first to go I don't pray and I won't run I just idle till the work is done
Verse 2 Knew a man who gunned it off the line too soon They scraped his Sunday name across the afternoon Me, I let it breathe, let it cough and settle in Patience is the only church I've ever prayed within There's a window lit up gold across the lot Somebody's dinner, somebody's life I have not got I'll watch it like a movie I can't afford Then the dome light dies and I become the dark I poured
Pre-Chorus I don't check the time Time checks me Whatever's coming Comes for free
Chorus Keep it idle, keep it low The ones who floor it are the first to go I don't pray and I won't run I just idle till the work is done
Bridge My brother used to ride here, shotgun, seventeen Said I drove like a man who'd already seen the scene He's not in the mirror now There's a reason there's a reason I don't say it out loud Keep it idle, keep it low The ones who floor it are the first to go I don't pray and I won't run I just idle till the work is done
Outro Idle till the work is done
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