Antygonnie

Turpentine by Mother Mother
Just go to sleep
We'll talk about this in our dreams
In a dream you can scream
Like a puppy in a field of bones
Like a child in his bedroom
Of a broken home

You can scream
And I will scream
So you don't scream alone

Turpentine
We'll drink it in our dreams
But we don't die
We stay alive
We stay alive

We will fly
In the basket of a hot air balloon
But the edge of a crescent moon
Will send us falling