GotItBad
St. Paul & The Broken Bones"GotItBad" เป็นเพลงของ St. Paul & The Broken Bones, 2018, Pop ความยาว 4:13, 55 lines / 333 words
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0:33Southern crack at the southern green
0:35Everybody selling that southern thing
0:37But we can't go no
0:42Peddles in the pine with the hollow teeth
0:44Screaming hallelujah from the factories
0:46But we can't know
0:50Caught four devils in the maker phones
0:52Telling all the saints that they were wrong
0:54But they can't know
0:59Choking on the smoke inside their lungs
1:01Screaming for the mercy of the burning ones
1:06But I know it's too late
1:10Preacher of elastic
1:12How we can let it go and go and go
1:17Love is for the mercy
1:20And now we can lose control control control
1:26What do we ever do
1:30I know that you got it bad
1:35What do we ever say
1:37I know that you got it bad
1:45Gun shaped bottle in a loaded tongue
1:53Jesus ain't the problem but he started one
1:57He don't understand
2:01Black veil preacher at the city mall
2:03Hiding in the bushes 'cause he likes the muse
2:05I don't understand it
2:09Death on the breath of a wounded dove
2:12Shipped two-ninety took all my blood
2:13And suck on my blood
2:17Southern crack at the southern green
2:28Everybody selling that southern thing
2:31But I can't go again oh no
2:35Preacher of elastic
2:37How we can let it go and go and go
2:39Love is for the mercy
2:41And now we can lose control control control
2:44What do we ever do
2:55I know that you got it bad
3:03What do we ever say
3:06I know that you got it bad
3:13What do we ever do
3:14I know that you got it bad
3:20What do we ever say
3:23I know that you got it bad
3:26There's a little light
3:28There's a little hope
3:30It seems to fade away
3:32There's a little light
3:33There's a little hope
3:34It seems to get away
3:36We are just bruised fruit falling from the tree
3:41God is a gambler who can't set us free
3:44Where are we going We're lost
3:54I can't tell you the cost
4:13For the continental fruit toast
Southern crack at the southern green Everybody selling that southern thing But we can't go no Peddles in the pine with the hollow teeth Screaming hallelujah from the factories But we can't know Caught four devils in the maker phones Telling all the saints that they were wrong But they can't know Choking on the smoke inside their lungs Screaming for the mercy of the burning ones But I know it's too late Preacher of elastic How we can let it go and go and go Love is for the mercy And now we can lose control control control What do we ever do I know that you got it bad What do we ever say I know that you got it bad Gun shaped bottle in a loaded tongue Jesus ain't the problem but he started one He don't understand Black veil preacher at the city mall Hiding in the bushes 'cause he likes the muse I don't understand it Death on the breath of a wounded dove Shipped two-ninety took all my blood And suck on my blood Southern crack at the southern green Everybody selling that southern thing But I can't go again oh no Preacher of elastic How we can let it go and go and go Love is for the mercy And now we can lose control control control What do we ever do I know that you got it bad What do we ever say I know that you got it bad What do we ever do I know that you got it bad What do we ever say I know that you got it bad There's a little light There's a little hope It seems to fade away There's a little light There's a little hope It seems to get away We are just bruised fruit falling from the tree God is a gambler who can't set us free Where are we going We're lost I can't tell you the cost For the continental fruit toast
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