Lyrics

Never a fit for the whirl What's within the core There's something here before Down in the common Away from the door Here I was always out looking for ways to stay sound I got lost along the way Here I was always out looking for ways to stay down I got lost along the way Never a fit for the game I aimed a gun at the world Slept in the piss of the poor Down at the bottom Away from the door Here I was always out looking for ways to stay sound I got lost along the way Here I was always out looking for ways to stay down I got lost along the way
Writer(s): Tobia Francis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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