| Song | Fourth Corner |
| Artist | Trixie Whitley |
| Album | Fourth Corner |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| It hits me, at the junction… | |
| Where, the roads lead south.. | |
| Because when the clock hits full.. | |
| And the players strike again… | |
| Perhaps we’ll find a name to this Shame… | |
| I patiently, waited my turn, | |
| I wielded a shield too not get burned.. | |
| Condemned in the eye of a sleeping min… | |
| Where we are without the window of time… | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home, | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner… | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home, | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner… | |
| Conflicted by the West, Challenged by the East… | |
| I’ve always been a Town-Dog, belonging to these… | |
| A Town-Dog from these concrete streets… | |
| I wish I had a chance… | |
| To hold my Grandmothers hands… | |
| Soak into the nights.. | |
| With fumes of our bloodline… | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home.. | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner… | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home… | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner… | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home… | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner… | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home… | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner… | |
| I, I gotta go, gonna find myself home.. | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner… | |
| I gotta oow go ahh, find myself home.. | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner… |
| It hits me, at the junction | |
| Where, the roads lead south.. | |
| Because when the clock hits full.. | |
| And the players strike again | |
| Perhaps we' ll find a name to this Shame | |
| I patiently, waited my turn, | |
| I wielded a shield too not get burned.. | |
| Condemned in the eye of a sleeping min | |
| Where we are without the window of time | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home, | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home, | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| Conflicted by the West, Challenged by the East | |
| I' ve always been a TownDog, belonging to these | |
| A TownDog from these concrete streets | |
| I wish I had a chance | |
| To hold my Grandmothers hands | |
| Soak into the nights.. | |
| With fumes of our bloodline | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home.. | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| I, I gotta go, gonna find myself home.. | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| I gotta oow go ahh, find myself home.. | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner |
| It hits me, at the junction | |
| Where, the roads lead south.. | |
| Because when the clock hits full.. | |
| And the players strike again | |
| Perhaps we' ll find a name to this Shame | |
| I patiently, waited my turn, | |
| I wielded a shield too not get burned.. | |
| Condemned in the eye of a sleeping min | |
| Where we are without the window of time | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home, | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home, | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| Conflicted by the West, Challenged by the East | |
| I' ve always been a TownDog, belonging to these | |
| A TownDog from these concrete streets | |
| I wish I had a chance | |
| To hold my Grandmothers hands | |
| Soak into the nights.. | |
| With fumes of our bloodline | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home.. | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| Gotta go, gotta find my home | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| I, I gotta go, gonna find myself home.. | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner | |
| I gotta oow go ahh, find myself home.. | |
| Gonna walk through the boarder, of the fourth corner |