Lower Dens – Hospice Gates Lyrics

On the hill adorned in dew,
I miss seeing you through your den of verse.
In the clinic stall theyve confined me to.
Loose the noose I wear and Ill run away with you.
All riled,
Nights young,
I lunge,
Gutted on hospice gates.
Into these rooms,
Your bawdy verses boom.
If you dont know me now,
Youll know me soon.
All riled,
Nights young,
I lunge,
Gutted on hospice gates