Landon Pigg - Trickery Lyrics
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Trickery
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What Are The Lyrics For Trickery By Landon Pigg?
They say life is like a yellow brick road
That's nice, mine's like a maze Is there some secret handshake that I do not know ‘Cause I stop and ask for help and people tell me different ways Sometimes they're right and sometimes they're wrong to me It's like a game, they're winning, best of three ‘Cause trickery's always triggering sirens in my head In my head And trickery's trying to cover my eyes and cloud my head Cloud my head I'm like a homeless man caught in a storm With no point to run for cover As I stand motionless under the gray This H2O invisible army infiltrates my brain Sometimes they're right and sometimes they're wrong to me They're coming fast, they're only picking up speed ‘Cause trickery's always triggering sirens in my head In my head And trickery's trying to cover my eyes and cloud my head Cloud my head I wish I could discern the things I cannot see Or am I too concerned with finding clarity ? NEEDS A QUESTION MARK All these questions are killing me And everyone tells me different things Sometimes they're right, sometimes they're wrong They're coming on fast, they'll be here before too long Trickery's always triggering sirens in my head In my head Yeah, trickery's trying to cover my eyes and cloud my head Cloud my head Trickery's always triggering sirens Trickery's trying to cover my eyes Yeah, trickery's always messing with my head |
Who Wrote Trickery By Landon Pigg?
Landon Pigg
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What's The Duration Of The Trickery By Landon Pigg?The duration of Trickery is 4:05 minutes and seconds. |
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