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mansewood - Truth Lyrics



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I'm living my life against the grain, but I can't feel love
If you spend a summer without heat, that's kinda rough
Take me home, take me home, I don't wanna be alone
Take me home, take me home, blowing kisses through a phone
It's just the truth, it's just the truth
And if you promise that, I can't compare to you
It's just the truth
Now everybody looking unsure
Starting with an encore
Let's see what he's there for
Oh, just some recognition
He got some f*ckin' records and then just came to listen
Speaking over these guitars, became that dream ambition
In your opinion, what's the occasion
In your opinion, what's the result
Now, I was never nice to start with
Roses never went to either
Gunning for somebody different
I could blossom to appease ya
Stumbling for another sorry
You see it's always nice to meet ya
Keeping my back to a wall, I'll see ya
I'm living my life against the grain, but I can't feel love
If you spend a summer without heat, that's kinda rough
It's just the truth, it's just the truth
And if you promise that, I can't compare to you
It's just the truth
Drown before you burn
Look but never learn
Pulling away your shirt (it's called)
Living out wild and free
What you been dying to see
Without shit getting manic
And it's 100 degrees
Bending over backwards to oblivion
I came apart for love
Nobody gets enough
Bending over backwards to oblivion
I came apart for love
Nobody gets enough
I came apart for love
Nobody gets enough, no
I'm living my life against the grain, but I can't feel love
If you spend a summer without heat, that's kinda rough
It's just the truth, it's just the truth
And if you promise that, I can't compare to you
It's just the truth
Just the truth, just the truth
Just the truth, just the truth
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I'm living my life against the grain, but I can't feel love
If you spend a summer without heat, that's kinda rough
Take me home, take me home, I don't wanna be alone
Take me home, take me home, blowing kisses through a phone
It's just the truth, it's just the truth
And if you promise that, I can't compare to you
It's just the truth
Now everybody looking unsure
Starting with an encore
Let's see what he's there for
Oh, just some recognition
He got some f*ckin' records and then just came to listen
Speaking over these guitars, became that dream ambition
In your opinion, what's the occasion
In your opinion, what's the result
Now, I was never nice to start with
Roses never went to either
Gunning for somebody different
I could blossom to appease ya
Stumbling for another sorry
You see it's always nice to meet ya
Keeping my back to a wall, I'll see ya
I'm living my life against the grain, but I can't feel love
If you spend a summer without heat, that's kinda rough
It's just the truth, it's just the truth
And if you promise that, I can't compare to you
It's just the truth
Drown before you burn
Look but never learn
Pulling away your shirt (it's called)
Living out wild and free
What you been dying to see
Without shit getting manic
And it's 100 degrees
Bending over backwards to oblivion
I came apart for love
Nobody gets enough
Bending over backwards to oblivion
I came apart for love
Nobody gets enough
I came apart for love
Nobody gets enough, no
I'm living my life against the grain, but I can't feel love
If you spend a summer without heat, that's kinda rough
It's just the truth, it's just the truth
And if you promise that, I can't compare to you
It's just the truth
Just the truth, just the truth
Just the truth, just the truth
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Writer: Ewan Pringle, Illuid Haller, Jack McNeilage, Mark McNeilage
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: mansewood
Language: English
Length: 3:33
Written by: Ewan Pringle, Illuid Haller, Jack McNeilage, Mark McNeilage

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