Em [Verse 1]Em A face and body of a model I hold her tighter than the bottleC She’s driving through my headB Em She’s got me hanging by the last thread [Interlude]Em [Verse 2]Em With flowers in her hair, a dagger around her waist She always leaves me with that bitter tasteC I don’t want to miss this trainB Em She’s got me hanging by the last thread [Interlude]Em [Verse 3]Em She knows no magic, she just knows game Inflicting her and numbs the slow painC If all I want is lostB Em My baby’s got me on the run, got me on the run [Interlude]Em [Verse 4]Em A face and body of a model I hold her tighter than the bottleC She’s driving through my headB Em She’s got me hanging by the last thread [Interlude]Em [Verse 5]Em She has a soul that’s made of coral She’s got a rules book with that moralC She cannot be controlledB Em She can be straight up for my gold
Soul Of Coral
The Growlers
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