Letra de Growing up and Growing Beards
Count To Four
Growing up and Growing Beards
Count To Four
(0 votos)
Count To Four
(0 votos)
You say there’s nothing left to fear
We’re growing up and growing beards
Well theres a song bleeding out of my pencil’s tip
There’s a guitar in my hand and a ring on my lip
And I’m changing
I’m changing for the worst
Night I’ve had in years
Was the night
I had to deal with us
And deal with who I am
But I can’t help with all these things that I say
I will become better
I will fight for this for me
Now when I say
That I’m losing the battle
All I mean is I’m trying to heal
I’m trying to speak
Out against all this depression I feel
I’m sorry I hurt
I’m sorry this was the worst
Night I’ve had in years
Was the night
I had to deal with us
And deal with who I am
But I can’t help with all these things that I say
I will become better
I will fight for this for me
Fight for this for me
We’re growing up and growing beards
Well theres a song bleeding out of my pencil’s tip
There’s a guitar in my hand and a ring on my lip
And I’m changing
I’m changing for the worst
Night I’ve had in years
Was the night
I had to deal with us
And deal with who I am
But I can’t help with all these things that I say
I will become better
I will fight for this for me
Now when I say
That I’m losing the battle
All I mean is I’m trying to heal
I’m trying to speak
Out against all this depression I feel
I’m sorry I hurt
I’m sorry this was the worst
Night I’ve had in years
Was the night
I had to deal with us
And deal with who I am
But I can’t help with all these things that I say
I will become better
I will fight for this for me
Fight for this for me
Comparte Growing up and Growing Beards! con tus amigos.
Que tal te parece Growing up and Growing Beards de Count To Four?
