Out Getting Ribs - King Krule

And hate runs through my blood

Well my tongue was in love

But my heart was left above

I’ve got to be leaving now

I thought I’d never be shot down

But girl I’m black and blue

So beaten down for you

Well I’m beaten down in bloom

Don’t break away

I waste away

Don’t break away

And lay me out across the grey

Hours I should have kept at bay

Well I had a chance to get away

I can’t escape my own escape