Lyrics:
Before we take our first breath
Afraid of change
Afraid of staying the same
When temptation calls
We just look away
This name is the hair shirt I
Before we take our first breath
Afraid of change
Afraid of staying the same
When temptation calls
We just look away
This name is the hair shirt I
Before we take our first breath
Afraid of change
Afraid of staying the same
When temptation calls
We just look away
This name is the hair shirt I
shirt
Come on over
Put on your hair shirt
Come on over now
Among the rubble
Of our history
A broken bubble
Restored to glory
Time made such a fool of me
(she's) exhausted"
And RP (RolePlay) when I am saucin it
She hot when she stirrin the pot
Flickin her hair, shirt in a knot
Not sure if she want it or not
fell
But that hair shirt I wear well
And I know you're miles away I still can't let you go
[When you're miles away maybe once a day
Do you still
the stars
Into the right position
To reclaim my fortune
I want my shirt back
No, not a hair shirt
A fun fare shirt
Don't try hard to be a flirt
Get
Oh you pull my hair
Wear my shirt
And fill me with regret unheard
But I Like it
Pull my hair
Wear my shirt
And fill me with regret unheard
But I Like
I wear a hair shirt round my shoulder.
Got a cold stew in my spoon.
And I'm falling on my head, lifting feet of lead
Now it's got me baying
fell
But that hair shirt I wear well
And I know you're miles away I still can't let you go
[When you're miles away maybe once a day
Do you still
cover, everybody drinks the same beer
Everybody goes on at length about getting out of here
Look at you there wearing your hair shirt
Mucking around
the stars
Into the right position
To reclaim my fortune
I want my shirt back
No, not a hair shirt
A fun fare shirt
Don't try hard to be a flirt
Get
keep gettin told
Dont think about it
Think about it
You ca’ feel through ya body
Long hair linen shirt
We could laugh about it
Sometimes ya say fuck
She got black hair, black shirt, black socks
All the same colors she match my glock
Guess what guess who like tell me who the fuck are you
I play her
No pain no gain's a strain
But she never seems to hurt
Catwalk pilgrims sing a song
Hello heaven, goodbye dirt and no hair shirt
Do you close
I don't want her less her hair is dyed
Shirt tight fit with the ripped Jean thighs
Black light sex choke and hold her tight
Black light sex choke
hair, shirt unbuttoned I'm half nude
Pep talks in the bathroom, she stayed over till past noon
Now it's late night, I just got that drunk text
Passing by
Looks like a covering
Just a hair-shirt that I have to wear
It fits me pretty well
From the feel I can surely tell
That it's something meant for me
It's
shouldn't be
I don't like who I am
So I think I'll keep driving
Rain clouds in my rear view
Cause I never stop hiding
Cut my hair, change my shirt
But it
You’re walking in the street
I looked at you
This beach never seemed so pretty
So I start following you
Blonde hair, Blue T-shirt
Wearing shorts
hair, your shirt, you look great
My eyes are fluttering ok
Was going home standing on that train
At least I had my songs
And as I leaned on that metal
that is so loud
Permeates the room
It's almost over
Hair-shirt
Hits you where it hurts
Oh how can this be worse
Just stick around and see
It's almost
Special, you claimed, inspired my hair-shirt
Conclusion drawn from an askew view of the Past
Found evidence to the contrary, opening my eyes, at last
Claimed
They just re-paint the faces
And nothing ever changes
Not here
Not here
A hair shirt and a bible
Crave, deprave it all
Well some their hearts die
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