I’m a Saint-文本歌词

I’m a Saint-文本歌词

Quinn Crow
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Crave my fault,

Bet to let it lump,

Till my feet get my goals.

Don't be a dumb,

Let me go ahead,

Till my throat reaches the sun.

'Cause I was made of gold,

Creeping on the cold.

Always hungry on the road,

Calling all the wolves.

I was made of gold,

Creeping on the cold.

Always hungry on the road,

Calling all the wolves.

Crave my fault,

Bet to let it lump,

Till my feet get my goals.

Don't be a dumb,

Let me go ahead,

Till my throat reaches the sun.

'Cause I was made of gold,

Creeping on the cold.

Always hungry on the road,

Calling all the wolves.

I was made of gold,

Creeping on the cold.

Always hungry on the road,

Calling all the wolves.

Jump in ice cold,

If, you can't control

In my faith, i'm a saint

and a faint you wanna hold

Jump in ice cold,

If, you have been sold,

In my faith, imma saint

and I'm never getting old

Jump in ice cold,

If, you can't control,

In my faith, i'm a saint

and a faint you wanna hold.

Jump in ice cold,

If, you have been sold,

In my faith, Imma saint

and I'm never getting old.

It's a kinda joke,

if you ever try to stroke,

all the tear that will be choke,

hidding up inside the smoke.

It's a kinda joke,

if you ever try to stroke,

all the tear that will be choke,

hidding up inside the smoke.

Together (6x)