The Growlers
The Growlers
The Growlers
The Growlers
The Growlers
The Growlers
The Growlers
The Growlers
The Growlers
The Growlers
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[Verse 1]
A face and body of a model
I hold her tighter than the bottle
She’s driving through my head
She’s got me hanging by the last thread
[Verse 2]
With flowers in her hair, a dagger around her waist
She always leaves me with that bitter taste
I don’t want to miss this train
She’s got me hanging by the last thread
[Verse 3]
She knows no magic, she just knows game
Inflicting her and numbs the slow pain
If all I want is lost
My baby’s got me on the run, got me on the run
[Verse 4]
A face and body of a model
I hold her tighter than the bottle
She’s driving through my head
She’s got me hanging by the last thread
[Verse 5]
She has a soul that’s made of coral
She’s got a rules book with that moral
She cannot be controlled
She can be straight up for my gold
Soul Of Coral was written by Matt Taylor & Brooks Nielsen.
Soul Of Coral was produced by Scott Montoya.