letra de grudges - bad history month
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i don’t hold my grudges, my grudges hold me
with the comfort of a mother’s arms
in the certainty of self-righteous
oppositional identity
i don’t hold my comforts, my comforts hold me
hiding out, dodging dread
alone in bed
with the company of endless tv
i can see
i can see
i can see
but the truth won’t set me free
worshiping comfort on bruised knees
while i await the mouths of trees
and every day, there’s one decision:
am i the cure or the disease?
it’s up to me
letras aleatórias
- letra de 6 pies abajo - banda el recodo de cruz lizárraga
- letra de all over (cathedral) - curren$y & chase n. cashe
- letra de gone - ghetto minds at play
- letra de frenz list - masicka
- letra de le coulis sur l'ananas - r.wan
- letra de laughter - niall james holohan
- letra de we all choose pain (work-in-progress) - disciples of the masquerade
- letra de say it - tory lanez
- letra de big baller brand - drego & beno
- letra de 1998 - kharlles