Sweet Somethings from Feast by Eliza Delf & The Wilderness

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9.	Sweet Somethings	3:32

Lyrics

Sweet Somethings

You’re a golden man, serious even in the sun
I smile at you, but then I’d smile at anyone
Questioning my own thoughts is a ritual
Baying for your blood is just conceptual
There’s a familial precedent of fear
We’ll sew ourselves into your skin
And whisper in your ear
Don’t be scared, there’s a pleasure in that pain
Simplistic sweet nothings are for the certified sane

They speak of the fury of a scorned woman
I wish for the peace of mind of rage
Where do I put all the longing for love
Lucifer will hold my hand as I ache

I’m a woman in the attic
Prophetic and dramatic
Looking down through the floorboards
A flash of the domestic
I could bind your wounds as well as any other could
But there’d be bitter in the sweet
And poison in the wound
I’m a heavy-handed woman
Your attachment is so fragile
One slip of my wrist and I would shatter your smile
But I’m desperate to keep you here
Do you feel it
The fear, the fear, the fear

They speak of the fury of a scorned woman
I wish for the peace of mind of rage
Where do I put all the longing for love
Lucifer will hold my hand as I ache

So give me a chance
Skeletons rattle as they dance
They rattle as we dance
Come on, come on
So give me a chance
So give me a chance
So give me, oh give me, just give me…

They speak of the fury of a scorned woman
I wish for the peace of mind of rage
Where do I put all the longing for love
Lucifer will hold my hand as I ache
They speak of the fury of a scorned woman
I wish for the peace of mind of rage
Where do I put all the longing for love
Lucifer will hold my hand as I ache

Credits

from Feast, released May 23, 2025
Written by Eliza Delf (2025). All rights reserved.

Performed by:
Eliza Delf – vocals
Jacob Browne - acoustic guitar, bass guitar, and vocals
Eva Wright – cello and vocals
Tim Skinner – drums and percussion

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