Fake Moustache - Husky

Going to heaven with a fake moustache

Going to try my luck in the clouds

My heart's getting used to this whiplash

I'm letting go take my hand quickly

Wonder what it's like on the other side

If green pastures wait for me there

That's a lion my heart is a butterfly

I gotta go I gotta go quickly

I'm not used to her violence

I never knew anyone

so beautiful in her silence

I never knew anyone at all

Buried is my stone heart

Beneath the dust of an age

I'm not used to this girl no

I wasn't built for this world I'm slipping

In her kitchen making me strip slow

Wants to see what I am made from

Wants to feel me play with her heart strings

She gotta know she gotta go quickly

There's a tiger asleep in my bedroom

In the garden shaking with fear

Morning clouds look just like a highway

I gotta go I gotta go quickly

I'm not used to her violence

I never knew anyone

so beautiful in her silence

I never knew anyone at all

Buried is my stone heart

Beneath the dust of an age

I'm not used to this girl no

I wasn't built for this world I'm slipping

I'm not used to her violence

I never knew anyone

so beautiful in her silence

I never knew anyone at all

Buried is my stone heart

Beneath the dust of an age

I'm not used to this girl no

I wasn't built for this world I'm slipping

Going to heaven with a fake moustache

Going to try my luck in the clouds

My heart's getting used to this whiplash

I'm letting go take my hand quickly