Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song CountryTime, artist - Blanco Brown. Album song Honeysuckle & Lightning Bugs, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 10.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: BBR, BMG Rights Management (US), TrailerTrapMusic
Song language: English
CountryTime |
I hear the voices in my head |
My middle finger’s 'bout to pledge |
Oh, can’t you see that blue and red? |
Some things are better left unsaid, yeah |
I put two gunshots in the air |
The people scattered everywhere |
But I don’t really give a care, nope |
Some things in life are just unfair |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
I walk upright like a soldier |
Yeah, I’m hot like Arizona |
Mix the bacon and the soda |
I ain’t mixin' bakin' soda |
Mm, yay, yay, yay, yay |
Ain’t scared of no rain |
I walk upright like a soldier |
Yeah, I’m cold as North Dakota |
Mix the bacon and the soda |
I ain’t mixin' bakin' soda |
Mm, yay, mm, yay |
Ain’t scared of no pain |
I hear the voices in my head |
My middle finger’s 'bout to pledge |
Oh, can’t you see that blue and red? |
Some things are better left unsaid, yeah |
If you’re on one, on one |
You just gotta hold on, hold on |
We all need someone to lean on, yeah |
But you gotta be strong, yeah |
If you’re on one, on one |
You just needa hold on, hold on |
We all need someone to lean on, yeah |
But we gotta be strong, yeah |
I put the gun up to my head (Head) |
But I was already dead (Dead) |
Sometimes you have to kill the flesh (Flesh) |
To get some things up off your chest (Chest) |
I heard the voices in my head |
I’m screamin' fuck the blue and red |
Now it’s startin' to all make sense |
Some things are better left unsaid |
Son of a gun stealin' all the fun |
In a barn full of corn where the steel mill turn |
Limousine full of smoke with the windows down |
Every day’s a new day, get your moonshine on |
Hillbilly’s got to rockin' and the rockin' turned to dancin' |
At a bonfire full of all paraphernalia, yuh, huh |
Damn right, uh-huh |
Son of a gun stealin' all the fun |
In a barn full of corn where the steel mill turn |
Limousine full of smoke with the windows down |
Every day’s a new day, get your moonshine on |
Hillbilly’s got to rockin' and the rockin' turned to dancin' |
At a bonfire full of all paraphernalia, yuh, huh |
Damn right |
I put two gunshots in the air |