St. South piosenki

You've got to, you need to, Or I'm gonna find another who wants to... You're crying texture tales on your patterned drawers, I was scared for you, for the kill of the cause What you're gonna say to me when I'm on my knees? Darling please, tell me what yo...

Everything is gone, my senses teething Everything went wrong, my choices leaving I am not your own No cause of laughter No right to leave her No feeling lesser Dropping in alone, no hand in sight, no Following the throw, but I feel obliged to Give it...

I woke up with the sun in my chest New kicks on, shining sunday best Blanket homes and tight rope trees Dark roads will cool these warm bodies Push that bad down Wring that wash out Dreading the day that we begin to read into self-doubt Steal that good...

Got a piece of my mind, to tell you who's mine, Nobody hurts like me for you. Soft slacks at night, I'm wearing 'em tight, Nobody hurts like I do. Your fakers are fine, but your water ain't wine, so stop feeding me, 'a little more time'. Your shit's a m...