mark william lewis - spit lyrics
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he was always sick he could never play, he could never play
he’s the first to admit that he made mistakes, he made mistakes
he had it in his grip but it got away (he had it in his grip but it got away)
it got away (it got away)
blood in your spit every f+cking day (blood in your spit every f+cking day)
crying over it doesn’t make any difference
you’ve got the keys to your kingdom
yeah, but the gold on your wrist makes you feel like you’re invincible
invincible
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