3 years ago
Sick
Lyrics
Little white rooms
Dollars and cents
All that matters to you
How?
No win or lose
Lives on the line
But thieves have to eat, too
How?
We'll all crawl into your deathbed
We'll all fall into your deathbeds
Writer(s): Connor Byrne
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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