Con Moto letra

hate it so
now i know you broke up the phone
as you take a seat
leaving me to pray on my knees
and i turn off the light
you just got me blow up my side

and i loved it so
how you never pick up your phone
and i say "god please"
praying that you'd stay on your knees
as i blow out your side
and i watch you turn out your light

and i hate it so
how you never pick up your phone
yes no i turn in my sheet
waiting as you wake up my feet
as i watch you turn off the light
i headed down to shoot off your side

and now i've stopped your world you believe yourself
wake up and see that you can't deceive yourself

and i loved it so
how you never pick up your phone
and i say "god please"
praying that you'd stay on your knees
as i blow out your side
and i watch you turn out your light

your light

Scumbucket - Letras

• Con Moto
• Crawl To The Sky
• Images Of Devils Burn
• Kiss Than Kind
• Luberon
• Metamorphosis
• Soldering Point
• Spot Parts
• The Death And His Audience
• The Death And His Audience
• The Guest
• Them Or Us
• Therison
• Traces And Things