Song | Melee |
Artist | YoungStar |
Album | The Stepfather (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
You want the truth but I don’t know what’s real. | |
You fight me off , I’m still nipping at your heels. | |
I could try but the feeling won’t let go. | |
and you my dear will be hanging ‘round door. | |
You need the truth but somethings aren’t up for sale. | |
you’ve felt me out now your rushing by full sail | |
I could try but the feeling won’t let go. | |
and you my dear will be hanging ‘round my door. | |
All these bodies rush right through me, | |
it’s like I’m chased by ghosts, | |
and you my dearest choose to break the ones you love the most. | |
I could try but the feeling won’t let go, | |
and you my dear will be hanging ‘round my door. |
You want the truth but I don' t know what' s real. | |
You fight me off , I' m still nipping at your heels. | |
I could try but the feeling won' t let go. | |
and you my dear will be hanging ' round door. | |
You need the truth but somethings aren' t up for sale. | |
you' ve felt me out now your rushing by full sail | |
I could try but the feeling won' t let go. | |
and you my dear will be hanging ' round my door. | |
All these bodies rush right through me, | |
it' s like I' m chased by ghosts, | |
and you my dearest choose to break the ones you love the most. | |
I could try but the feeling won' t let go, | |
and you my dear will be hanging ' round my door. |
You want the truth but I don' t know what' s real. | |
You fight me off , I' m still nipping at your heels. | |
I could try but the feeling won' t let go. | |
and you my dear will be hanging ' round door. | |
You need the truth but somethings aren' t up for sale. | |
you' ve felt me out now your rushing by full sail | |
I could try but the feeling won' t let go. | |
and you my dear will be hanging ' round my door. | |
All these bodies rush right through me, | |
it' s like I' m chased by ghosts, | |
and you my dearest choose to break the ones you love the most. | |
I could try but the feeling won' t let go, | |
and you my dear will be hanging ' round my door. |