Black Tin Box Miike Snow
I bought you a black tin box
something to put your jewelry in
But it struck me as
the property of the childless
It was cold and roman
The edges were sharp
The edges were sharp
Take me down the hillside
Show me where they used to play
Take me down the hillside
Show me where they used to play
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Black sheep black sheep
in the after shocks
Thought he could survive
in the black tin box
Black sheep black sheep
in the after shocks
Thought he could survive
in the black tin box
I mailed you a dutch post card
where I tried to be comforting
There were kids my neighbors
on the sidewalk playing superman
But the edges were sharp
The edges were sharp
Take me down the hillside
Show me where they used to play
Take me down the hillside
Show me where they used to play
Your sisters and you running
through the orange light
of the after day
Black sheep black sheep
in the after shocks
Thought he could survive
in the black tin box
Black sheep black sheep
in the after shocks
Thought he could survive
in the black tin box