
ditch a body in the laundry Laura Les (Ft. Dylan Brady)
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[Verse 1: Dylan Brady]
I don't know
Why I chose to stay here
I thought I knew better, guess not (Guess not)
You've been all on my side since forever
I know that you've been all on my side since forever
In the dark, in the cold, in the storm, in the snow
You've been here
I'll give you a cigarette
We can talk about anything
[Verse 2: Laura Les]
I just held a candle to my fingers
Smell it on my clothes 'cause flesh lingers
You know I'll ditch a body in the laundry
Hiding in my covers 'cause it haunts me
I just held a candle to my fingers
Smell it on my clothes 'cause flesh lingers
You know I'll ditch a body in the laundry
Hiding in my covers 'cause it haunts me
I just wanna hide out for survival
I'm trying to forget where the knife goes
At least I see a cowboy in the morning
Riding to my grave when it's pouring
Putting flowers out by my gravestone
Pouring out a can of Four Loko
I wanna feel the wind from the fall blow
Dig me up and spread my ashes on your bronco
I don't know
Why I chose to stay here
I thought I knew better, guess not (Guess not)
You've been all on my side since forever
I know that you've been all on my side since forever
In the dark, in the cold, in the storm, in the snow
You've been here
I'll give you a cigarette
We can talk about anything
[Verse 2: Laura Les]
I just held a candle to my fingers
Smell it on my clothes 'cause flesh lingers
You know I'll ditch a body in the laundry
Hiding in my covers 'cause it haunts me
I just held a candle to my fingers
Smell it on my clothes 'cause flesh lingers
You know I'll ditch a body in the laundry
Hiding in my covers 'cause it haunts me
I just wanna hide out for survival
I'm trying to forget where the knife goes
At least I see a cowboy in the morning
Riding to my grave when it's pouring
Putting flowers out by my gravestone
Pouring out a can of Four Loko
I wanna feel the wind from the fall blow
Dig me up and spread my ashes on your bronco
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