coretta scott - the stairs hit hard lyrics
Loading...
rose my hand an itch to satisfy but my hand had changed shape into a knife
abigail in a dream with a sheath coming to save me
don’t cry for me
(begging you to stop momma’s crying on the floor)
it’s just what it takes
(we are the wretched that keep our fists closed)
to be happy
(swear to god i’ll never be like him)
or to not feel so alone
(swear to god i’ll never be like him)
had a little jar he’d keep the new and dead ants in
shake that sh-t and pout, “do something stupid thing, do something at all”
never seems like a fair fight
daddy’s one to his son’s every third stride
not coming home tonight, i’m not coming home
Random Lyrics
- casualties - same fucking song lyrics
- martin nievera - never said goodbye lyrics
- corbin hanner - concrete cowboy lyrics
- corbin hanner - dinosaur lyrics
- corbin hanner - caribbean nights lyrics
- casualties - punk rock lyrics
- chamillionaire - true lyrics
- chamillionaire - tippin' slow (featuring rasaq) lyrics
- austra - spellwork lyrics
- corbin hanner - everyone knows i'm yours lyrics