austin gordon little victories şarkı sözleri
You climb up into that attic to prove a point
To touch his bones
While those soft clutches echo off the wood
Barely audible
And my heart breaks
Not for the millionth time
Not the tenth
Just enough to where my skin is tense
And it hurts
It hurts
It hurts
It hurts
The floorboards creak and my stomach turns
Little victories in a cabin hearse
So stand tall even if in that attic
There was barely any room to stand at all
And it hurts
It hurts
It hurts
It hurts
