Growing Mould Lyrics

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Was the code to your door but you’ve changed it

And I can’t get in anymore

Was it the clothes I never hung out?

(Growing mould in the corner)

The time that I was legless?

(You fell asleep on the porch at 4am)

The other bed I slept in?

(You said it didn’t mean anything at all)

I always find that final straw to snap this camel’s back, love

Ba da da, ba ba ba da da

It’s cold out here and I feel naïve

You’ve not answered a text that I’ve sent you

I’ve locked my house, and I’m locked out now

Is it my growing personal loan?

(It’s getting pretty big now)

My lack of career prospects?

(You can’t even get a job)

The emasculated songs I write?

(Try writing one about how you can’t do anything right)

Tell me through the voice thing and I’ll find somewhere to choke for a little while, love

Ba da da, ba ba ba da da

I’m looking at your drawn curtains

I can see a silhouette

And another silhouette

Doing things I used to do with you

Doing things I used to do with you

All the things I used to do with you

All the things I used to do with you

All the things I used to do with you