The Young Knives
dyed in the wool
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Help me, I'm starting to expire.
I hope that I can hire a helping hand.
It's got a meaning, I really hadn't thought of.
I really should take care of the things I have.
I have to hold you.
Have to hold you in a headlock.
I have to force you into wedlock.
That's how I am.
I'm dyed in the wool.
Dyed in the wool. (x2)
Fucking love, when I should buckle down.
And I shouldn't hang around, for what that's worth.
Can you forgive me?
We're headed irrational.
Freakish passion for passion, that's my curse.
That's my curse.
I'm dyed in the wool.
Dyed in the wool. (x2)
I'm dyed in the wool.
I'm dyed in the wool. (x6)
Dyed in the wool.
- Album:
- Sick Octave
- Festivals
- Superabundance
- Terra Firma
- Dad - The Collection
- Driving Songs
- Indie Anthems
- Turn Tail
- La Mejor Música para conducir
- Voices of Animals and Men
- Voices Of Animals & Men
- The Decision
- Here Comes the Rumour Mill
- Up All Night
- Terra Firma (Live At Oxford Academy)
- Weekends and Bleak Days (Hot Summer)
- Insound & Le Tigre Present Pushing Product 9 Spring 2007
- Promo Only: Modern Rock Radio, April 2007
- NME Presents: Independent Thinking: Transgressive Records
- Human Again