Brittle End Lyrics - Conch (dig) - Moe

Seasons creeping 

sun growing cold 

feeling brittle and old 

White bark trees bending over in the snow 

It's natural I'm told 

When the thaw comes 

they stand straight and tall 

and their leaves die in the fall 

Not like me 

they say I'll never bend 

I'll just meet my brittle end 

My brittle end (X3) 

Endlessly 

I chop for wood 

in my garage when I was young 

Friendlessly 

I think I is good 

better watch my tongue 

Push me once 

my momma said 

better hope jesus saves 

Push me twice 

if you didn't die 

You'll be in your grave 

You'll be in your grave(X3) 

(JAM) 

What the Fuck!? 

I said too much 

adios my friend 

Fuck a duck 

Your tough luck 

I'll be here till the end 

I'll be here till the end (X3) 

Maybe just in your head 

One day this white tree won't bend