ENVIAR LETRAS
Top 100
Lançamentos de álbuns
Artistas
Comunidade
francês
Espanhol
Português
corrija a letra Letra
What’s Coming
por
137 (US)
Retornar
Letra
Feel the bullets go across my chest No need for a question Let me explain the rest They were aiming for my friend But they aim ain’t the best Now it’s killing me to know What the f**k is coming next Now that it’s over I’ll do it again And I’m popping prescriptions I don’t see an end And I’m hanging with spirits they call me a fiend And don’t ask me for money you know I don’t lend Load up the Glock and I aim at my head Look at the clock and I count down my end So sorry to most and I send the last text I don’t gotta peer far to find something to spit about Everywhere I look I see a pain; Feeling like I’m turning all my wheels in the middle of a muddy drought And I will nеver live to see the rain Feeling likе I Can’t move No drink soothes All the pain locked up in all my valves and tubes I don’t beckon for the privilege of silence I beckon for the right to break it I wanna be loud I wanna break out of choking shroud But dead are the days when the only witnesses to your yell were the stream and cloud Guess I’ll have to bite the bullet; Guess I’ll have to bleed in a land that rejects me For the slight likelihood I’ll get a chance to do it Sinking all my heart’s devotion Into craft’s deep ocean Clawing iron corset
vídeo de música
Seu nome será publicado. Deixe os campos em branco para permanecer anônimo.
Enviar
Modal title
×
Adicionar mídia
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Lembre de mim
Senha perdida
Entrar
Registrarse