Sprained Ankle - Julien Baker

Written by：Julien Baker

Wish I could write songs about anything other than death

I can't go to bed without trying the red shaven operas

Each one so heavy each one so cumbersome

Each one a lead weight hanging between my lung

Spilling my guts

Spit on a microphone breaking my voice

Whenever I'm alone with you can't talk

Well isn't this weather nice sure you're okay

Should I go somewhere else and hide my face

Sprinter learning away

Marathon running my ankles are sprained

Marathon running my ankles are sprained

Ooh ooh ooh