Jamie T Sticknstones
When there s no one left to fight, boys like him don t shine so bright, Soon as I see the dust settle, he s out on the town tryin to find trouble. When there s no one left to fight, boys like him don t shine so bright, Soon as I see the dust settle, he s out on the town tryin to find trouble. I take a train again away from shame and blame a city pained to see, a friend I hadn t seen since I was drinking underage. I was a ten a day, how d you say, little shit, white lightning, heightening all my courage
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