Connie Britton
Connie Britton - Buried Under songtekst
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I wish that I didn't have to see A confidante as an enemy Counting lies and the lines you cross Helplessly, I can only watch Imagine words as a ricochet Honesty that'll never pay Your convictions I believe Like an apparition haunting me Now, the truth is a ball and chain Holding my conscience to the flame Covered up, but still, I know The secret of a life you're guilty of The smoking gun is what I found The dirt I have on you is the ground Ooh, I'm buried under I'm trying to tread through sinkin' sand In your way, you know I can't stand What I thought was meant to be Is a broken heart weighing down on me Now, the truth is a ball and chain Holding my conscience to the flame Covered up, but still, I know The secret of a life you're guilty of The smoking gun is what I found The dirt I have on you is the ground Oh, I'm buried under Yeah, I'm buried under Oh, I'm buried under Can you fall for the wings of a dove When the clever wolf is the one you love Now, the truth is a ball and chain Holding my conscience to the flame Covered up, but still, I know The secret of a life you're guilty of The smoking gun is what I found The dirt I have on you is the ground Ooh, I'm buried under I wish that I didn't have to see A confidante as an enemy