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| Song: | Fear and Fridays |
| Album: | Zach Bryan | Genres: | |
| Year: | | Length: | 171 sec |
Lyricist: Zach Bryan
Lyrics:
Pluck strings on porches, a poor boys' choir And my blood's at a boil, but there ain't no fire I just love the way the light beams in But I got bad news, I'm fearin' Friday again Chokin' on some bourbon when you roll up Said, 'Boy, you gotta face it, you's ain't that tough' There's a house hoppin' on the edge of town I'm revved up, thirsty, and ready to drown I got a fear, dear, that it's gonna end Won't you get angry at me, say you love me again I got a fear dear, that it's a Friday spark You only love me like you mean it when it's after dark
We can hide out tonight out where the trees g?t clear Those pleas?-you-eyes are a man's worst fear There's a name saved on your heart's gravestone Saturday's coming, I fear I'm waking alone I got a fear, dear, that it's gonna end Won't you get angry at me, say you love me again I got a fear, dear, that it's a Friday spark You only love me like you mean it when it's after dark
I got a fear, dear, that it's gonna end Won't you get angry at me, say you love me again I got a fear, dear, that it's a Friday spark You only love me like you mean it when it's after dark
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