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Zach Bryan

Messed Up Kid

 

Messed Up Kid

(álbum: Elisabeth - 2020)


Well I guess old men on the street prove that time really does fly
And I guess pawn shop diamond rings proves that girls love goodbyes
And I guess a black dress at a funeral means that life has one sting
And I guess a girl like you loving me means that angels must love anything

'Cause I'm a messed up kid, nothing to spare
I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands going through your hair
I'm a messed up kid with nothin to show
Except a girl saying she'll be here everywhere I go
I'm a messed up kid

Well my old man says I'm wild and my mama says I'm reckless
And that color in your eyes reminds me off East Texas

'Cause I'm a messed up kid, nothing to spare
I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands going through your hair
Messed up kid with nothin to show
Except a girl saying she'll be here everywhere I go
I'm a messed up kid

And all this bullshit that I've been through
And all the hardships I've grown kin to
Could take me around, leave me feeling down
But you pick me up every time

'Cause I'm a messed up kid, nothing to spare
I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands going through your hair
I'm a messed up kid with nothin to show
Except a girl saying she'll be here everywhere I go
I'm a messed up kid

I'm a messed up kid, nothing to spare
I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands going through your hair
Messed up kid

I guess old men on the street prove that time really does fly
And I guess pawn shop diamond rings proves that girls love goodbyes
I'm a messed up kid

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