Wither on the Vine Lyrics, Letra:
Freya Ridings
Verse 1
Wither on the vine
My mother told me I’d feel kind
Seeing you tonight has done nothing to change my mind
You let me go
And you crushed me slow
(Wither, wither, wither)
Verse 2
Shiver down my spine
My father told me to be wise
Seeing you tonight has only showed me I was blind
Well now you know
(Wither, wither, wither)
That I loved you so
(Wither, wither, wither on the vine)
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Pre-Chorus 1
Only way you know it’s over
Do you wanna pull me closer
God you let me down
God you let me down
Only way you know I’m healing
Do you wanna stop me leaving
God you put mе out
And I can put this down
Chorus
I say wither on the vine
Withеr on the vine (wither on the vine)
My mother told me (wither on the vine)
My mother told me (wither on the vine)
Verse 3
Bitter was the rind but I still ate it every time
Covered up the rose with the soured clementine
Couldn’t grow, no, no, no
Your poisoned soul, oh, oh, oh
Pre-Chorus 2
Only way you know it’s over
Do you wanna pull me closer
God you let me down
Thank God you let me down
Feel your hand on my shoulder
He’ll say it’s never over
God you put me out
And I can put this down
Chorus
I say wither on the vine
Wither on the vine (wither on the vine)
My mother told me (wither on the vine)
My mother told me (wither on the vine)
Bridge
Wither on the vine
My brother told me to be kind
Afraid he hasn’t seen, you’ve got that fire in your eyes
He doesn’t know
Your blood runs cold
Woah, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh
Chorus/Outro
I say wither on the vine
Wither on the vine (wither on the vine)
My mother told me (wither on the vine)
My mother told me (wither on the vine)
I say wither on the vine
Wither on the vine (wither on the vine)
Wither on the vine (wither on the vine)
And I say, wither, wither, wither, wither
Wither on the vine
This bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
Bitter fruit of mine
And I never, never, never thought I’d make it out this time
But I say wither on the vine (wither on the vine)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh