Ash - Megan Winsor: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Ash

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Ash adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Megan Winsor / Cage Riot tarafından 21 Haziran 2024 tarihinde yayınlandıIntermission

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21 Haziran 2024

FirmaMegan Winsor / Cage Riot

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Şarkı sözleri

It was cold at first like a Southern bell.

You calm my intuitions with a witch’s spell.

It was nice once. We were good once.

Days went by like it was a new year

Better times were coming it was loud and clear

You were nice once. We were good once.

Tighten lungs then a puff of clouds,

Guess that's just my doubt.

But you smoke that cig like it ain’t your last

And left me here with ash.

We were having fun, we were being dumb.

And when we were together it was a loaded gun.

It was nice once. We were good once.

Now you go by another name.

But one too many people know you haven’t changed.

It was nice once. We were good once.

Tighten lungs then a puff of clouds,

It’s just my doubt.

But you smoke that cig like it ain’t your last

And left me here with the ash.

Left me with ash. (with the ash)

Tightened lungs then a puff of clouds. (with the ash)

Tightened lungs then a puff of clouds. (with the ash)

I wish that I was brave.

I wish that I conceded.

Didn’t tell you off.

Or tell you what you needed.

Meet me back outside,

You could bring the lighter

Maybe over cigs

We wouldn’t be the fighters.

I wish that I was brave.

I wish that I conceded.

Didn’t tell you off.

Or tell you what you needed.

Meet me back outside,

You could bring the lighter

Maybe over cigs

We wouldn’t be the fighters.

I wish that I was brave.

I wish that I conceded.

Didn’t tell you off.

Or tell you what you needed.

Meet me back outside,

You could bring the lighter

Maybe over cigs

We wouldn’t be the fighters.

It was cold at first like a Southern bell.

You calm my intuition with a witch’s spell.

It was nice once. We were good once.

Tighten lungs then a puff of clouds,

It’s not my doubt.

You smoke that cig like it ain’t your last

And I’m still here with the ash.

Written by: Megan Winsor

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