Snail Mail - Stick Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Stick By Snail Mail?
Do you dream about the people that wrong you?
Do you see those faces again and again? And what Holy thing has come to possess you? Or does it all just blend together in your head? And did things work out for you? Or are you still not sure what that means? And it's a hard trip to the kitchen sink 'Cause I can't wash this one clean, clean Did you tell all of your friends? Did you tell all of your friends? And maybe I could understand What is it about them? Would they stick around? What is it with them? Oh no, and would they stick around? Up late for six nights in a row Figures in the dark, oh they move so slow Sleep with the lights on in the hall And you'd leave the door open It won't mean a thing at all And did things work out for you? Or are you still not sure what that means? And it's a hard trip to the kitchen sink 'Cause I can't wash this one clean Did you tell all of your friends? Did you tell all of your friends? Maybe I could understand What is it about them? Would they stick around? And what is it with them? Oh no, and would they stick around? Would they stick around? They stick around? And it doesn't matter They're up and they're down And I'll bet That they're at home And I wouldn't worry Who's happy alone Even when it doesn't make sense |
Who Wrote Stick By Snail Mail?
Lindsey Jordan
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What's The Duration Of The Stick By Snail Mail?The duration of Stick is 5:13 minutes and seconds. |
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