LUCY (Cooper B. Handy)
LUCY (Cooper B. Handy)
LUCY (Cooper B. Handy)
LUCY (Cooper B. Handy)
LUCY (Cooper B. Handy)
LUCY (Cooper B. Handy)
LUCY (Cooper B. Handy)
LUCY (Cooper B. Handy)
LUCY (Cooper B. Handy)
LUCY (Cooper B. Handy)
I just watch it
Like a pretty little picture in a locket
The love's strong
I can feel it sweating through my bones
Yeah, I said it all
And I'm worried sick thinking about the fentanyl
'Cause you can't change anybody
You can't trust anything
Call it human nature, it's a game we all sing
I repeat, the love is strong, I put
Six or seven holes in the doorway, got
Sixty-seven bones in the closet
They love it, but I don't know what to call it
But I do recall
Yeah, worried sick thinking about the fentanyl
'Cause you can't change anybody
You can't trust anything
You call it human nature, it's a game we all sing