a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

1969 - laid lyrics

Loading...

this bed is on fire
with p-ssionate love
the neighbours complain about the noises above
but she only c-ms when she’s on top

my therapist said not to see you no more
she said you’re like a disease without any cure
she said i’m so obsessed that i’m becoming a bore, oh no
ah, you think you’re so pretty

caught your hand inside the till
slammed your fingers in the door
fought with kitchen knives and skewers
dressed me up in womens clothes
messed around with gender roles
dye my eyes and call me pretty

moved out of the house, so you moved next door
i locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall
i found you sleeping next to me, i thought i was alone
you’re driving me crazy, when are you coming home

- 1969 lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...