letra de reckoning - tim baker
a storm sits above the house
that’s why i’m out
to feel the heat of the weekend
dry my hands on the poisoned pipes
weave home through the lightning, long hands through the reckoning clouds
reaching down
oh and when i die
will i have to watch my life
and make the same mistakes
act the same drunk disgrace
i would like to see it backwards
and slip back to that happy kid
all the cr-p i collected
put it back into the weary earth
every anger melting
every scar back to perfect skin
see the bombs ascend
see young johnny come home
no messy dreams, no methadone
oh to hear the speeches fail
the hatred slowly going pale
and feel it empty out
every crooked truth and crippling doubt
to watch my body curl
into the promise of a swollen girl
and then i’m a gasp of love
in the young, and fun and innocent
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letras aleatórias
- letra de if i could turn back the hands of time - laura enea
- letra de holdin’ out for love - dan seals
- letra de aint fancy (drivethru) - lil charger
- letra de jimmy - sprinkls
- letra de ballin’ out - yung weezy
- letra de tupperware - sikander kahlon
- letra de migrante - nebil mattia
- letra de aquellos ojos - mujeres
- letra de д.с.х.х (d.s.h.h) - murda killa
- letra de uma coisa peço ao senhor - erika olliver