Barrel of Batteries - The War On Drugs

If I stay then I’d need for a reason

Children ghosts, coming close in the rain

I’m a barrel, I’m a barrel of batteries

I’m a barrel, I’m a barrel of batteries

With ice on the floor

She wants to hear more

But I’m losing my soul, you little whore

Laughter strikes, laughter strikes in the morning

Laughter burns, laughter burns all day

Cuz if you knew what the river holds

And you won’t go where the river flows

I will stay, I will stay, had it coming

With ice on the floor

She wants to learn more

I’m sleeping alone, you little whore

I’m sleeping alone, you little whore