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High Road Lyrics. [Verse 1] Adderall and white-lace bras that makes you fall in love. You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck. New York this time of year ain't good for me. ’Cause all my ...
High Road Lyrics: I can tell that you're mad / And I ain't half surprised about that / Since the day that we met / It's always who cuts first and never who bleeds last / Rumors always...
The High Road Lyrics: We're bound to wait all night / She's bound to run amok / Invested enough in it anyhow / And to each his own / The garden is sorting out / She curls her lips on...
SUBSCRIBE AND PRESS (🔔)Lyrics:[Verse 1]Adderall and white-lace bras that makes you fall in loveYou left your blue jeans in my pickup truckNew York this time...
The High Road Lyrics. We're bound to wait all night. She's bound to run amok. Invested enough in it anyhow, To each his own…. The Garden needs sorting out. She curls her lips on the bow, And I don't know if I'm dead or not, To anyone... Come on and get the minimum, Before you open up your eyes.
"The High Road" is a song by American alternative rock duo Broken Bells from their self-titled debut album (2010). Written by James Mercer and Danger Mouse, and produced by the latter, the song was released as the album's lead single on December 22, 2009.
Zach Bryan Lyrics. "High Road". Adderall and white-lace bras that makes you fall in love. You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck. New York this time of year ain't good for me. 'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy. All the boys are crawlin' in some shithole in the wall again. I missed this place more than I missed my home.
The High Road Lyrics by Broken Bells. We're bound to wait all night She's bound to run amok Invested enough in it anyhow, To each his own... The Garden needs sorting out She curls her...
Broken Bells Lyrics. "The High Road". We're bound to wait all night. She's bound to run amok. Invested enough in it anyhow, To each his own... The Garden needs sorting out. She curls her lips on the bow. And I don't know if I'm dead or not.