Lauren Ruth Ward - Pullstring - text písně

Put me in a box on a shelf
Send me to hell
Might as well
Ain't no bubbles in my spell

I made it as clear as a ding on a bell
What do you want? Should I yell?

Just as quick as your love rose than fell
How long will it last?
Only time will tell
Well, hell

What you see
it don't come from me
Your reality pulls my strings
Oh, it makes me sing

My lips are from your childhood
My ribs are from your mother's drawer
You got my pull string by the cord
I'm your puppet, your princess, you’re just bored

What you see it don't come from me
Your reality pulls my strings
Oh, it makes me sting
I thought if I loaded the gun of love
I could dodge any bullet without a shrug.
When I awake from the hurricane,
the gun in my hand is just my brain.

No such thing as the gun of love.

Přidal: Millagros115 dne 26. 04. 2021 v 18:30.
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