Bleak Bake - King Krule

Written by：Archy Marshall

Wouldn't wake up this morning

Believe me

This might be your only warning

And you'll see

Why the rules won't slide

For seeing something bright

But darker and darker they get

As my clothes don't sweat

And start to weep

As we sleep

And everything hits you in the end

And spoils your thought stream

My heart got a hold of my head

And ripped it to it's seams

My confessions seem well bled

But resolutions are only dreams

And now I'm covered in blood

On the bed

And it's a familiar scene

'Cause I'm pretty sure my mind

Ran down this line

Again

Only last week