mbck - old boots كلمات أغنية

i’m rifling through my pockets looking for something to eat

i’d trade my lips for something sweet

best believing

i might keep a silver razor in a sheath on my left thigh

in case he drinks too much this time

won’t be saved though

though i rather pack my stuff and run

there’s something in me that hopes

the forgiveness of his soul

know he needs it

i’ll throw away the pair of shoes

the ones you thought would replace my old boots

money can’t buy your poor manhood

which is broken

and i…

if i leave my life behind

mother’ll say it’s fine

but she’ll cry for the liеs of their children

and i

could forgive my acts of sеlfishness?

no i can’t

but i’ll start to age and resent
my best beliefs…

- mbck

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