Quarrel - Moses Sumney

He who asks for much

Has much to give

I don't ask for much

Just enough to live

But in the light

Morning will reveal the spoils of night

Through the walls of jericho

Lies a heart of stone with you half the battle

Is proving that we're at wari would give my life

Just for the privilege to ignore

Don't call it a lovers' quarrel

Don't call it a lovers' quarrel

To whom much is given

Much is required

Luxurious liver

You never inquire

It ain't right you see

Who is your family

If I don't have tools to fight

Calling this a quarrel isn't right

Quoting this a quarrel

So immorally implies

We're equal opponents

We pos an try can are

Don't call it a lovers' quarrel

Don't call it a lovers' quarrel

Don't call it a lovers' quarrel

Don't call it a lovers' quarrel

Interlude we cannot be lovers

'Cause I am the other

We cannot be lovers

Long as I'm the other