Wild Beasts / End Come Too Soon
Break some bread
The nights been blessed with an neverending mess
But nonetheless
End come too soon
Sweet concubine
The night’s divine in an neverending line
Of lovers
End come to soon
On the cusp
The both of us
Without any 'maybes' but 'musts'
To carry us
To the end too soon
Ink begins to blot
My eyes are bloodshot
They've seen things they wish they had not,
But it won't stop
The end coming to soon
Whose butter fingers read me like Braille,
Whose dirty mouth would have made Mary hail?
Whose wholesome heart had bogged down on me?
Who ushers dreamers into such harems?
Whose skin looked waxen in the failing light?
Who downright danced me like a sailing kite?
End come too soon
End come too soon
End come too soon
End come too soon
End come too soon
It comes too soon
It comes too soon
Too soon, too soon
Too soon, too soon
It's too soon, it's too soon
It's too soon, it's too soon
It's too soon, it's too soon
It's too soon, it's too soon
It's too soon, it's too soon
It’s too soon
The end it comes too soon
Too soon, too soon
Too soon,
The end came too soon
