Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nelsonwood Lane, artist - Matt Maeson. Date of issue: 01.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nelsonwood Lane |
| 80 miles in a puck truck |
| I was on my way to scraping off the cups |
| Had some stepped on shit so I did me some |
| You and I we talked over toast |
| Re-discussing everything we know we know |
| Then you got into my car then I drove you home |
| Oh salvation with a pump fake |
| Oh a fucking band is where I put my faith |
| I ain’t no father to a man with a green green face |
| Trentwood and a fat lip |
| Put on the cuffs and heard that mike got bit |
| A fucking copper wouldn’t tell me anything |
| Tied while I was comatose |
| I swear I knew that guy that waved was just a choke |
| So I quit another job and I hit the road |
| Oh damnation and a full sprint |
| See I was never shown a way to handl this |
| But I ain’t no serpent to a man dressd in politics |
| I saw you coming with the gun in your hands |
| I can’t this |
| I can’t this |
| I saw you coming with a bag of demands |
| I can’t this |
| I can’t this |
| I crawl to something with a life full of plans |
| I’m not helpless |
| I’m not helpless |
| I’m not that little if I don’t take a stand |
| I can’t this |
| I can’t this |
| I can’t this |
| I can’t this |