Tragic Care Lyrics
Folly & The Hunter
Album - Tragic Care
I am stuck upon a ship/ all the rowers lost their grips
We’re being propelled towards the rocks/ every rock a demon thought
I have done the best I could/ didn’t touch you like it should
So I’m propelled into the wind/ I didn’t learn and I didn’t win
Oh tragic care please burn away
It’s too unfair, you’re all that stayed
