ian waddill golden boy şarkı sözleri

Find me when you’re ready I’m not one to doubt You’ll be fine without me You will figure it out Lately we’ve been missing What they call a spark Maybe feelings tore Us apart One cold autumn evening Breath fogged up the glass Froze in my reflection What would come to pass Turned my back on Warmth inside your arms Never thought you could miss me Till i’m gone Till i’m gone There she goes with that golden boy Green with envy and perched with poise Painting her pictures with iron and lead Smiling wide from the cyanide that runs through her head At my house Writing on the wall Chest puffed out I’ll just hang around here In your room Under sheets of satin Share my body with Eager eyes Eager eyes There she goes with that golden boy Green with envy and perched with poise Painting her pictures with iron and lead Smiling wide from the cyanide that runs through her head One cold autumn evening Breath fogged up the glass Froze in my reflection What would come to pass Turned my back on Warmth inside your arms Never thought you could miss me Till i’m gone Till i’m gone
Sanatçı: Ian Waddill
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