Hunter Root

Hunter Root - Straitlaced songtekst

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[Intro]

[Verse 1]
I came into class and I was late because I lurk,
I sit next to Satan and I copy all his work,
We began to get along and he says every day,
All I ever wanted was to join your little game.

[Verse 2]
I’m walking down the hall and I’m feeling kind of sick,
I never lit the candle but I’m burning down the wick,
I began to lift my feet and move them towards the door,
All the people walking and I’m dragging on the floor today.

[Interlude]
‘cause hey

[Chorus]
Now everybody’s messin’ ‘round talkin’ down, getting’ high,
Everybody’s trading all their virtue for their vice,
On my way to seize the day I got guns and knives,
Forgot to count my blessings and I’m holding on to strife.

[Verse 3]
Conversation carried on all along he would tell,
All about infernal wisdom burning down in hell,
Time was passing and I waved I could tell it was late,
Satan sat beside me and he copied all my work today.

[Interlude]

[Bridge]
Let’s take this over to your place,
Or are you still living in your head,
Let’s take this over to your place,
Or are you still living in your head,
It’s a one two three.

[Interlude]

[Chorus]
Now everybody’s messin’ ‘round talkin’ down, getting’ high,
Everybody’s trading all their virtue for their vice,
On my way to seize the day I got guns and knives,
Forgot to count my blessings and I’m holding on to strife.

[Verse 3]
Conversation carried on all along he would tell,
All about infernal wisdom burning down in hell,
Time was passing and I waved I could tell it was late,
Satan sat beside me and he copied all my work today.

[Outro]
Yeah, he copied all my work today,
Yeah, he copied all my work today.
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Auteur: Hunter Root

Componist: Hunter Root

Publisher: Rusty Moon Records

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Uitgegeven in: 2018

Taal: Engels

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