God's Hands کے بول

Hey yall I'm marryin' that girl With the pain and don't lie Liquify your meaning, but wont Tell her you miss her, she's with me 'Cause I'm done - you know But it tastes like mud Don't tell her you love her She's with me I know you may make her feel a whore I wont tell her I miss her She's not feeling sore 'Cause I'm gone - inside But it tastes like MUD! But I know you hate me But that's ok cuz' I hate you too Leaving here and you won Shut the fuck UP! Leaving tomorrow I'm gone leaving to God You might be my girl Leave to God You're my little girl Even to God I'm gone - inside But it tastes like MUD! But I know you hate me But that's ok cuz' I hate you too Leaving here and you won Shut the fuck UP! Leaving to God - you were a girl Leaving to God - he might be a girl Leaving to God - he find a girl