Текст песни Coretta Scott - The Stairs Hit Hard, слова песни Coretta Scott

Текст песни Coretta Scott - The Stairs Hit Hard

Coretta Scott - The Stairs Hit Hard слова песни

Rose my hand an itch to satisfy
But my hand had changed shape into a knife
Abigail in a dream with a sheath coming to save me

Don`t cry for me
(Begging you to stop momma`s crying on the floor)
It`s just what it takes
(We are the wretched that keep our fists closed)
To be happy
(Swear to god I`ll never be like him)
Or to not feel so alone
(Swear to god I`ll never be like him)

Had a little jar he`d keep the new and dead ants in
Shake that shit and pout, "do something stupid thing, do something at all"
Never seems like a fair fight
Daddy`s one to his song`s every third stride
Not coming home tonight, I`m not coming home

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The Stairs Hit Hard

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