Sin-Eaters
Matthew Donald Berninger, Aaron Brooking Dessner
Wall street jumps in the Hudson
With gold in their bathing suits
Then we send in the miracle ferries
That's all we do
Wanna give a withering speech to the fucked
Wanna give a withering speech to the fucked
Wanna give a withering speech to the fucked
We have beautiful views of the weather
Coming for us
We'll dive in with the sin-eaters
While they suck it all up
Wanna give a withering speech to the fucked
Wanna give a withering speech to the fucked
Wanna give a withering speech to the fucked
Save my young white neck, it ain't my fault
Save my young white neck, it ain't my fault
Save my young white neck, it ain't my fault