Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sam Jam, artist - Covey. Date of issue: 17.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sam Jam |
| Wish I was there on the day |
| You let doctors cut you up |
| On a big long metal tray |
| Facedown for eight hours straight |
| You were scared that you’d go blind |
| From the bloodflow to your face |
| Chin dimpled and quivering |
| Scared just like when you were two |
| On the floor of the living room |
| Banging your feet, I would cover my ears |
| To keep out all your screams |
| But I still loved you so |
| I just hope that you know that |
| I hope that you know that |
| Wish I was there on the day |
| You were running through a cafe |
| Bumped into a man |
| With hot coffee in his hand |
| And he proceeded |
| To pour that coffee on your head |
| There’s some kind of lesson |
| I swear that I hung at his neck |
| For assaulting my sister |
| With my knees on his chest |
| I’d forced his last breath |
| I can still see the burns |
| And your coffee-stained clothes |
| I just hate that it happened |
| I hate that it happened to you |
| Fuck that guy, I hope he’s dead |
| I hope he’s dead |
| Fuck that guy, I hope he’s dead |
| Fuck that guy, I hope he’s dead |
| Fuck that guy, I hope he’s dead |
| Fuck that guy, I hope he’s dead |
| Fuck that guy, I hope he’s dead |
| Fuck that guy, I hope he’s dead |
| Fuck that guy, I hope he’s dead |
| Fuck that guy, I hope he’s dead |
| Fuck that guy, I hope he’s dead |