| Song | Stand and Deliver |
| Artist | Gob |
| Album | How Far Shallow Takes You |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Where it all began‘ | |
| Cause I don't even know | |
| But the shit keeps piling on top | |
| You don't make amends | |
| And I don't understand | |
| And you don't even really know me | |
| Someone's holding on to me | |
| I think I really should calm down | |
| I can feel my adrenaline running | |
| Through my veins and blood | |
| Sometimes you can lose control | |
| And they don't understand | |
| They take you for a ride | |
| And then they want to hold you hand | |
| You fought you screamed | |
| And they don't even know | |
| What you really have in store | |
| You hear all the shit | |
| And you don't fucking care | |
| You just have to ignore | |
| Where it all began ‘cause | |
| I don't even know | |
| But the shit keeps piling on top | |
| You don't make amends | |
| And I don't understand | |
| And you don't even really know me | |
| Someone's holding on to me | |
| I think I really should calm down | |
| I can feel my adrenaline | |
| They feed you, full of shit | |
| That you already know | |
| They take you for a ride | |
| And then they want to hold your hand |
| Where it all began' | |
| Cause I don' t even know | |
| But the shit keeps piling on top | |
| You don' t make amends | |
| And I don' t understand | |
| And you don' t even really know me | |
| Someone' s holding on to me | |
| I think I really should calm down | |
| I can feel my adrenaline running | |
| Through my veins and blood | |
| Sometimes you can lose control | |
| And they don' t understand | |
| They take you for a ride | |
| And then they want to hold you hand | |
| You fought you screamed | |
| And they don' t even know | |
| What you really have in store | |
| You hear all the shit | |
| And you don' t fucking care | |
| You just have to ignore | |
| Where it all began ' cause | |
| I don' t even know | |
| But the shit keeps piling on top | |
| You don' t make amends | |
| And I don' t understand | |
| And you don' t even really know me | |
| Someone' s holding on to me | |
| I think I really should calm down | |
| I can feel my adrenaline | |
| They feed you, full of shit | |
| That you already know | |
| They take you for a ride | |
| And then they want to hold your hand |
| Where it all began' | |
| Cause I don' t even know | |
| But the shit keeps piling on top | |
| You don' t make amends | |
| And I don' t understand | |
| And you don' t even really know me | |
| Someone' s holding on to me | |
| I think I really should calm down | |
| I can feel my adrenaline running | |
| Through my veins and blood | |
| Sometimes you can lose control | |
| And they don' t understand | |
| They take you for a ride | |
| And then they want to hold you hand | |
| You fought you screamed | |
| And they don' t even know | |
| What you really have in store | |
| You hear all the shit | |
| And you don' t fucking care | |
| You just have to ignore | |
| Where it all began ' cause | |
| I don' t even know | |
| But the shit keeps piling on top | |
| You don' t make amends | |
| And I don' t understand | |
| And you don' t even really know me | |
| Someone' s holding on to me | |
| I think I really should calm down | |
| I can feel my adrenaline | |
| They feed you, full of shit | |
| That you already know | |
| They take you for a ride | |
| And then they want to hold your hand |