Blood From a Stone Songtext
von Example
Blood From a Stone Songtext
I don′t wanna, I don't wanna, I don′t wanna
I don't wanna, I don't wanna, I don′t wanna
I don′t wanna, I don't wanna, I don′t wanna
I don't wanna, I don′t wanna, I don't wanna
Impossible′s possible
I know 'cause I lost it all
I know the price of my ego is lethal
I still got the hots for you
You feel like nobody's catching you
Start acting irrational
Stop taking my lead, I′m a fiend and
I feel like I need a supply of gold
Impossible′s possible
It feels like they're watching you
I know the price of my ego is lethal
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
Impossible′s possible
I got the hots
Living in a safe house never existed, too many lips to kiss
Cooking at the steak house should've persisted
Makes you wanna slit your wrists, so you clench your fists
Like a mentalist, enter abyss, should I mention this?
Coalition formed and it′s yellow blue
Never true, nobody gave a shit
Pissing on my parade, sticking on the masquerade
Sitting in a waste of space
While sipping on a case of basic tasteless lemonade
Kiss your life away, wish your life away
What's the wifey say? Time to hibernate, hyperventilate
It′s ten to eight, never gonna make the train
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Impossible's possible
Blood, blood from a stone
And love isn't home
Can you sense from my tone
Getting to me′s like getting blood from a stone
I used to get in the zone
I had to leave it alone
Forgetting the long lonely nights and
The fights to get some blood from a stone
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Blood, blood from a stone
And love isn′t home
Can you sense from my tone
Getting to me's like getting blood from a stone
I used to get in the zone
I had to leave it alone
Forgetting the long lonely nights and
The fights to get some blood from a stone
Impossible′s possible
I know 'cause I lost it all
I know the price of my ego is lethal
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
Impossible′s possible
I got the hots
I don't wanna, I don't wanna, I don′t wanna
I don′t wanna, I don't wanna, I don′t wanna
I don't wanna, I don′t wanna, I don't wanna
Impossible′s possible
I know 'cause I lost it all
I know the price of my ego is lethal
I still got the hots for you
You feel like nobody's catching you
Start acting irrational
Stop taking my lead, I′m a fiend and
I feel like I need a supply of gold
Impossible′s possible
It feels like they're watching you
I know the price of my ego is lethal
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
Impossible′s possible
I got the hots
Living in a safe house never existed, too many lips to kiss
Cooking at the steak house should've persisted
Makes you wanna slit your wrists, so you clench your fists
Like a mentalist, enter abyss, should I mention this?
Coalition formed and it′s yellow blue
Never true, nobody gave a shit
Pissing on my parade, sticking on the masquerade
Sitting in a waste of space
While sipping on a case of basic tasteless lemonade
Kiss your life away, wish your life away
What's the wifey say? Time to hibernate, hyperventilate
It′s ten to eight, never gonna make the train
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Impossible's possible
Blood, blood from a stone
And love isn't home
Can you sense from my tone
Getting to me′s like getting blood from a stone
I used to get in the zone
I had to leave it alone
Forgetting the long lonely nights and
The fights to get some blood from a stone
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Blood, blood from a stone
And love isn′t home
Can you sense from my tone
Getting to me's like getting blood from a stone
I used to get in the zone
I had to leave it alone
Forgetting the long lonely nights and
The fights to get some blood from a stone
Impossible′s possible
I know 'cause I lost it all
I know the price of my ego is lethal
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
Impossible′s possible
I got the hots
Writer(s): Elliot John Gleave, Zane Lowe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com