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Soren Bryce - Chariot şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Soren Bryce

albüm: Soren Bryce


Baby's on a chariot back home
Crossing cities, crossing countries, skipping stones
And he writes me, and he calls me, got a pretty little way with words
And he fights me, as he lights me, up another one of his favorite birds
But ah- he doesn't need me anymore.
But ah- he doesn't need me anymore.
Baby rides the blue moon back home
Cigarette hanging from his mouth as he counts stars
And he writes me, and he calls me, such a pretty little way with words
And he kills me, as he smiles and flips another one of his favorite birds
But ah- I don't need ya anymore
But ah- I don't need him anymore
Ah ah I don't need him anymore
Woah, woah, woah, woah

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