BACKDRIFTS

We're rotten fruit
We're damaged goods
What the hell
We got nothing more to lose
One gust and we will probably
Crumble
We're backdrifters

This far
But no further
Im hanging off a branch
Im teetering on the brink
Oh honey sweet
So full of sleep
Im backsliding

You fell into our arms
You fell into our arms
We tried but there was nothing we could do
Nothing we could do

All evidence has been buried
All tapes have been erased
But your footsteps give you
Away
So you're backtracking

Aa aa aaaaaaa
You fell into our arms
You fell into our arms
We tried but there was nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
You fell into our
You fell into a

We're rotten fruit
We're damaged goods
What the hell
We've got nothing more to lose
One gust and we will probably
Crumble
We're backdrifters