Honest Joe letra

Long stare at the clouds above
What is it that I am inocent of
Ground stinging my feet till death
I dont know how to close my eyes
Or rest my head
Through the walls
I hear them sing
I keep walking and pretend
I dont feel anything
My ears ring and my tongue
Is burnt I miss my home in Car-o-lina so bad it hurts

Throttlerod - Letras

• Black Betty
• Honest Joe