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Daan - Wifebeater lyrics

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Wifebeater

Bruises colors
reminding my fist of the spring
screaming to try to convince you
That you couldn’t sing
Well I know you don’t like it
But I know for sure you won’t tell
These two daddy charges 
They sure are the hardest to sell

Tell me what did I do?
What makes me so clumsy
When I show my deep love for you
Is it brutal or oral
I’m shooting always the wrong dove
Well I know it doesn’t rhyme
Tied to my birthtown stove
Well I hate the things I do

Morning regrets by the one 
Who forgets what he’s done
Mental attacks by the priest
With a stick church to run
You could call it expressive
But at least I ain’t using no gun
I thrive on the sound of a slowly torn 
up dress

Tell me what did I do?
What makes me so clumsy
When I show my deep love for you
Is it brutal or oral
I’m shooting always the wrong dove
Well I know it doesn’t rhyme
Tied to my birthtown stove
Well I hate the things I do
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Author: Daan Stuyven

Composer: Daan Stuyven

Publisher: Daan, Belgian Waffles Records

Details:

Released in: 2005

Language: English

Appearing on: cinema (Ost Compilation) (2005) , Simple (2011) , Cinema (2005)

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