12 acessos
Broken fingers, bloody nose; a tethered harness and the beat of the drum.Shots of whiskey does it right; a tethered harness, I'm walking that line.
Home sweet home, One tough son of a gun now…
I've been telling you for a long time, something's got to change this man.I've been opened up like a dirty book.Jesus, help me when you can.
We've been driving, for a while.We've been searching for that next great big denial.We've been bloodied down on the streets, baby I'm going to come for mine…Going to come for mine…
I've been telling you for a long time, something's got to change this man.I've been opened up like a dirty book.Jesus, help me when you can.
Home sweet home, One tough son of a gun now…