Drew Beskin - English Face

I like checking out and on my own
Where I am prone to gamble on my phone
So I have been all up and down this place
My legs my back my hands and throat and face so long

Inside a night you want me to inspire
Til early dawn awake before I'm tired

And this is my english face
But only when it comes from jams
And jams are taking on shiners
From a fray in a trace
To a cold steel trap

All I really wanna know right know
Is if Im yours
When the life Ive founds been less than gold
When i get old ill be comfortable
But sick of words in the back of my head

Written by:
Drew Beskin

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