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Right Back at It
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Clayton Jennings
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Forensic fanatic, I hide away in the attic Lookin' through this stack of boxes, pics that are toxic Xanax or Suboxone I've never been a fan of poppins Unless it's Mary Oh, quite contrary Lost a tooth, but never met a fairy I prefer goodbyes, hayrides past coffins Sick twisted toxins, I'm boxed in Forgetting who the boss is If it's you, then I'm sorry You protect me, but you are me Or at least you're inside of me You're somebody some would give an eye to be You were my saving grace when the Devil lied to me Bribery at the library, old books and the lies they carried And they don't carry weight Holy Spirit catch me when I faint I've never been a saint But I've never been a fake Stop playing games with my thoughts for God's sake God's Son on my neck, don't make me get it tatted on my face I'm never flattered when I'm praised That's just not how I was raised I came up different The room gets quiet when my name gets mentioned He's the best or he's the worst He's a blessing or he's a curse He's a little or he's a little crazy I'm glad you finally agree, or, maybe Social media made me, social media praised me Social media pay me Your kids are like social media raised me Which means I raised some of them I was their escape when classmates made fun of them And that's why they listen like they do They'd rather listen to me than hear it from you Because I don't judge them or make them choose And they don't judge me when I let loose So whatever's inside of me gets inside of you You never lied to me, and I never lied to you Devil hit the switch off, but I light up the room So burn, Devil, burn And if that's an oxymoron then squirm, Devil, squirm And if it's not, then burn, Devil, burn You ruined my life, but this time it's my turn, it's my turn So squirm, squirm, you sick little worm Next day, I'm right back at it Opening boxes I put away in the attic How can I be born again but make porn my friend? And I don't like watching it on a screen Pornography was never for me But girls were, and I was with a lot of them And my friends used to brag about the girls they'd been with I always kept it private, my business wasn't for them But I got isolated in sex and a whole lot of it Ten girls in one autumn My address might as well have been Sodom Isolation is where the Devil takes you to die But God yanked me out of that pit, and I still don't know why To go back, sometimes, I have the urge Especially when I see how fake people are at church I get along with the people at the bar more than the people in the pews The people at the bar listen, the people in the pews force me to choose Believe like us, or we kick you out If you're different, they'll try to get you out Harbor Shores Church tried to kick me out But I was already gone with the rest Like a jealous girlfriend who says she broke up with you but you'd already left Pastors can be c*ckroaches, elders can be pests Pastors can be anointed, elders can be blessed It all depends on where you go, I guess And right now, I don't know if I'm cursed Or if I'm blessed
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