Catfish and the Bottlemen 26 текст песни, слова песни 26 Catfish and the Bottlemen
Catfish and the Bottlemen - 26
Making self-control leave me
And she’ll stand this out in bricks
To the rioters
I can’t believe you’re 26
Without having a few in my fist
Cause you’ve got a mind that is so hell bent on
Fixing me up before I get my coat off
You with those hands that are so hell bent on
Making a mess to suggest you’d think something
I’ll come based on facts like we’re always screaming
But I still love you tearing me up at the seams
And she’ll stand this out in bricks
To the rioters
I can’t believe you’re 26
Without having a few in my fist
Cause you’ve got a mind that is so hell bent on
Fixing me up before I get my coat off
You with those hands that are so hell bent on
Making a mess to suggest you’d think something
You see, I don’t know why
I know now
I would not, have been less tempted
To get you on top
Touch of pace, I’d have been good to you babe
You’ve got a mind that is so hell bent on
Fixing me up before I get my coat off
Cause you with those hands that are so hell bent on
Making a mess to suggest you’d think something
You with those hands that are so hell bent on
Making a mess to suggest you’d think something
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