Aug 11
Sunburnt
(by the Dodges)
Friends who needs em? You’ve been seduced by mammom, money is your king.
You don’t care how you get it on, even if you have to sin. Sunburn….it’s the heat from your lies. Sunburn….I just hope you fry.
In pursuit of money, you weave your web of lies. Greed makes you ugly, I won’t be your damn alibi. Sunburn….it’s the heat from your lies. Sunburn….I just hope you fry.
There’s no stopping your voracious appetite. Even if they’re married, your excuse is their marriage ain’t right. People are hurting, as you pursue your fun. Your dreaming of big villas, laying in the midday sun. Sunburn….it’s the heat from your lies. Sunburn….I just hope you fry
Well I’m no longer party to your little games. I won’t be a witnes when your house goes up in flames. Sunburn….it’s the heat from your lies. Sunburn….I just hope you fry.
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