.I stopped watching from the first home
We're gathering for a throne
Taped up with a gold top
Feather covered combing over dead shots
Forcing old hymns through a naked swim
We're crawling up from the cold winds [2x]
Tell me when you're out [3x]
We're caught limping throug.
Have you been looking for lyrics of your favorite song, too long? Lyrics has got them all listed out for you by your favorite songwriters, artists neatly arranged by albums you love. Simply,Choose an album, artist or lyricist and start discovering lyrics of your favorite songs.
Allow To View All Exclusive Content & Notifications 🔔