Easily Misbled Songtext
von God Damn
Easily Misbled Songtext
Down my roof road
The police one ends and at the bottom corporal
There′s a note a kid wrote
On a pole it says to ring this number if you want to poke
And I suppose you must show
If there's a point and any meaning it′s the sharpest end you know
And I digress back to my home
Not the saddest place around so just believe what you are told
Chained to this knack on my pavement stride
That's not where I am from and we don't know who am I
And it′s so... oh
Easily misled
You must have pricked an angry finger ′cause my writing's gone all red
Easily misled
You must have pricked an angry finger ′cause my writing's gone all red
So just promise you′re in pain
Hold that thought
If there's a place where angry people
Burn the schools where they are taught
This is my castle but it ain′t my name
I'd be burning all the bridges but the pencil snapped again
Chained to this knack on my pavement stride
That's not where I am from and we don′t know who am I
And it′s so... oh
Easily misled
You must have pricked an angry finger 'cause my writing′s gone all red
Easily misled
You must have pricked an angry finger 'cause my writing′s gone all red
Easily misled
You must have pricked an angry finger 'cause my writing′s gone all red
Easily misled
You must have pricked an angry finger 'cause my writing's gone all red
So just promise you′re in pain
The police one ends and at the bottom corporal
There′s a note a kid wrote
On a pole it says to ring this number if you want to poke
And I suppose you must show
If there's a point and any meaning it′s the sharpest end you know
And I digress back to my home
Not the saddest place around so just believe what you are told
Chained to this knack on my pavement stride
That's not where I am from and we don't know who am I
And it′s so... oh
Easily misled
You must have pricked an angry finger ′cause my writing's gone all red
Easily misled
You must have pricked an angry finger ′cause my writing's gone all red
So just promise you′re in pain
Hold that thought
If there's a place where angry people
Burn the schools where they are taught
This is my castle but it ain′t my name
I'd be burning all the bridges but the pencil snapped again
Chained to this knack on my pavement stride
That's not where I am from and we don′t know who am I
And it′s so... oh
Easily misled
You must have pricked an angry finger 'cause my writing′s gone all red
Easily misled
You must have pricked an angry finger 'cause my writing′s gone all red
Easily misled
You must have pricked an angry finger 'cause my writing′s gone all red
Easily misled
You must have pricked an angry finger 'cause my writing's gone all red
So just promise you′re in pain
Writer(s): Ashley Weaver, Thomas Egerton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

