Lyrics:
I've got a feeling
From the floorboards up
Call it a calling
If you like that touch
Call it what you will
I really don't care too much
I've
I've got a feeling
From the floorboards up
Call it a calling
If you like that touch
Call it what you will
I really don't care too much
I've
saw last night
Remove the heart
The portrait on my wall’s alive
Autonomy is ours
I heard screams beneath my room
Deceptive of the cost
The floorboards
I've got a feeling from the floorboards up.
Call it a calling if you like that touch,
Call it what you will, I really don't care too much.
Glasses pooled into mason jars
Teeth get cut into smiles and stars
If there's a soul it ain't goin' too far
Deep under floorboard cracks
Deep under
that's left is tears on the floorboard
Yeah, on the floor of my Chevy
Along with the pieces of my heart I had to bury
With your name on it
Girl, I tried
but smile
And it's two bare feet on the dashboard
Young love and an old Ford
Cheap shades and a tattoo
And a Yoo-hoo bottle on the floorboard
Maybe I could fix us
A fresh coat of paint's just fine
Carpet on the floorboard
The tiling on the roof will shine
Different colors in my room
I
the floorboards
I ran outta asphalt
Mask Off
Mask On
This Might Be My Last Call
Bodies underneath the floorboards
I ran outta asphalt
Told that bitch stop watching
On sixty one and pine
Oh no I know
This life was never mine
I threw the rear view in the floorboard
And left it all behind
I lost my soul on a dirt road
Oh
But you, this happens every time you come to my mind
Sing me away from the silence in the floorboards
Or look my way, mark life after and before
deeds in the floorboards, darling
Make silence your weapon
Be careful who you tell secrets to
You never know who's listening
Be careful who you tell your
know beauty and I know a good thing when I speak it
This is a song from under the floorboards
Here is a song from where the wall is cracked
My
Ford
Cheap shades and a tattoo
And a Yoo-Hoo (Yoo-Hoo) bottle on the floorboard
Perfect song on the radio
Sing along 'cause it's one we know
It's
go way out where
There ain't nobody
We turn this cornfield
Into a party
Pedal to the floorboard
Eight up in a four-door
Burnin' up a back road
Yea
I make sure they
I make sure they
Yea
I make sure they
Yea
Yea
I make sure they all know
I'm the greatest ever put the peddle to the floorboard
the floorboards
We walked over hundreds of times
Weakening hinges
Praying that they might give out
Every breath wants to choke
A whisper rises just like smoke
Beer cans rolling in an old Fords floorboard
Cops downtown something we can't afford
They'll lock you up to pass the time
But we ain't left this old
got your secret
And i sure ain't gonna keep it
Under a floorboard world
Under a floorboard world
Ooh, ooh
I got your secret
And i sure ain't gonna keep
like she hates that floorboard
Leavin' her red-tipped, still lit, lipstick cigarette trail behind taillights
Gone as it gets with her wings
There's some wild in that smile baby what you say we take it
Off the beaten path
One foot on the dash and one on the floorboard
Off the beaten path
Country
beauty and I know a good thing when I see it
This is a song from under the floorboards
This is a song from where the wall is cracked
My force
beauty and I know a good thing when I see it
This is a song from under the floorboards
This is a song from where the wall is cracked
My force
door, yeah, uh
It's an old Toyota, but big scoreboards, yeah, uh
Drop was hiding bricks in the floorboards, yeah, uh
Bitch, I'm droppin' bombs like
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