Fences - Dusty Beds Lyrics
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Dusty Beds
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What Are The Lyrics For Dusty Beds By Fences?
If I knew her doubt was at stake, between her legs
And fucking catch me leaving, 'cause life's that way I'll stay in drowned, inside her mouth She'll kiss me and she'll sniff me and she'll keep me around Inside her purse, like a chorus and a verse Neatly on some paper with a heart ? on down the words Roll over and touch me, angel Nothing ever happens on dusty beds Roll over and touch me, angel Nothing ever happens on dusty beds Wooden beans and gritting teeth A cheque is on the freezer can you sign it for me? with no ideal, no self-esteem, This place is a coffin and I'm ready to leave I'm drying out, yes, in and out, Can't make my fucking mind, I'd better figure it out Roll over and touch me, angel Nothing ever happens on dusty beds Roll over and touch me, angel Nothing ever happens on dusty beds Roll over and touch me, angel Nothing ever happens on dusty beds Roll over and touch me, angel Nothing ever happens on dusty beds Nothing ever happens (happens, happens) Nothing ever happens on dusty beds Nothing ever happens (happens, happens) Nothing ever happens on dusty beds Nothing ever happens (nothing ever happens) Nothing ever happens on dusty beds Nothing ever happens (nothing ever happens) Nothing ever happens on dusty beds |
Who Wrote Dusty Beds By Fences?
Ben Greenspan, Christopher Mansfield, Jacquire King
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