Micah P. Hinson
Текст песни The Quill

The quill house, the paper still, they ain't drows nothing from this lonely heart
The qill house, the hands still, the paper drows nothing from this lonely heart
Keep the gun coped, keep the buying
I'l l only think that you'll come back to kill me
Ooh darling yes you kill me, kill the damn cop
I'l l only think that you'll come back to kill me
Ooh yes you will kill me
The windows fall, the glass pain close
From shadering against this only lonely heart
The windows fall, the glass pain close
From shadering against this one and lonely heart
I keep the gun cope, keep the buy check
Still thining that way that you come back and kill me
Ooh darling you must kill me
I keep the gun cope, you keep the buy check
I am thinking the way that you come back and kill me
You must kill me