Mostafa, Landon Wordswell - A Man Is a Man Lyrics

Give me mine or get the fuck on
Ain't no love songs
After the Blood drawn
It's still a shame that's the game that they got you up on
Take the pain and then paint in shades til the sun gone
Ain't no saving a sadist so what you punks want
Never better but bitter that's how the heart pump
Heavy hitter that's still trying to figure out where the scars from
Baby been on a bender hitting them bars up
Building the guard up
No loving the lady lost touch
Crack the bottle and pack the party she back on the prowl
The passion applied with the flash of a smile to catch a body
Last to laugh while she batting them lashes at them to get him got him and trap him
Fatal attraction that's the hobby
If it's conquer or cower calloused and proud to be
Pedestals ain't for predators though I'm trying to crown a queen
Catch an angel that's down to dream
If it ain't loving I'm bound to leave no fronting I guess that's how it be
I only say this cause I love you that's the realest shit
It wasn't subtle so I struggled had my feelings fixed
I stepped in puddles full of trouble
I receded on the double
Felt defeated from the scuffles but i'm still in this
A life of bruises and bumps
The price of choosing your lumps
The type of dude that likes to do what he wants
King cobra with a cobra in his hand but seem sober
A floater with no hope to get a chance to lean closer
Gave it all i had but then you threw it away
Came back to say you're sorry til you're blue in the face
You'll probably chalk it up to just some stupid mistakes and I know
I see you shining i'm just used to the shade
I'm trying to make another move in lucrative ways
My trust is emptied out i'm choosing who's fixing to stay
And who's fixing to go
And who's fixing to fade
I had a lot of problems til i moved in this way
Opposites attract but there's a lot of this and that
When the process is monotonous you've gotta mix and match
Why must i be a dog
Why i must i get the cat
Got licked by my wounds but why must i lick it back
Nothing heals when it's touched
Nothing cooks when it's watched
There's things we need to discuss but you only look at your clock
I'm all in it
I lost gimmicks
I lost spinach
My hearts finished
It's off limits got lost in it

Give me mine or get the fuck on
Ain't no love songs
After the Blood drawn
It's still a shame that's the game that they got you up on
Take the pain and then paint in shades til the sun gone
Ain't no saving a sadist so what you punks want
Never better but bitter that's how the heart pump
Heavy hitter that's still trying to figure out where the scars from
Baby been on a bender hitting them bars up
Building the guard up
No loving the lady lost touch
Crack the bottle and pack the party she back on the prowl
The passion applied with the flash of a smile to catch a body
Last to laugh while she batting them lashes at them to get him got him and trap him
Fatal attraction that's the hobby
If it's conquer or cower calloused and proud to be
Pedestals ain't for predators though I'm trying to crown a queen
Catch an angel that's down to dream
If it ain't loving I'm bound to leave no fronting I guess that's how it be
I only say this cause I love you that's the realest shit
It wasn't subtle so I struggled had my feelings fixed
I stepped in puddles full of trouble
I receded on the double
Felt defeated from the scuffles but i'm still in this
A life of bruises and bumps
The price of choosing your lumps
The type of dude that likes to do what he wants
King cobra with a cobra in his hand but seem sober
A floater with no hope to get a chance to lean closer
Gave it all i had but then you threw it away
Came back to say you're sorry til you're blue in the face
You'll probably chalk it up to just some stupid mistakes and I know
I see you shining i'm just used to the shade
I'm trying to make another move in lucrative ways
My trust is emptied out i'm choosing who's fixing to stay
And who's fixing to go
And who's fixing to fade
I had a lot of problems til i moved in this way
Opposites attract but there's a lot of this and that
When the process is monotonous you've gotta mix and match
Why must i be a dog
Why i must i get the cat
Got licked by my wounds but why must i lick it back
Nothing heals when it's touched
Nothing cooks when it's watched
There's things we need to discuss but you only look at your clock
I'm all in it
I lost gimmicks
I lost spinach
My hearts finished
It's off limits got lost in it