20 lyrics for "Like it always was"

Baby wish me well (wish me well) It's all a dream just like a wishing well (well) A livin' hell, I'm Hellboy, I live in hell Baby, wish me well To give em' hell, and you know that I live in hell (hell) I wuv Trippie Redd Aye, it was always a, a fucking
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Fever. You set my soul on fire Fever. You fill me with desire Fever. You always get it right Fever. All day and all night I'd spend my days alone I used to stay at home Lost in seclusion there Like I was in a cell A captured heart as well
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We're always fixing something that was never broken We're on and off again like sobriety Get back together every time you're done throwing a fit So when you gonna quit Breaking up with me You say it's over, with a middle finger But then you're calling
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Your mess is mine Hold on, darling This body is yours, This body is yours and mine Well hold on, my darling This mess was yours, Now your mess is mine Talking like we used to do It was always me and you
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Feel like a brand new person (But you make the same old mistakes) (Stop before it's too late) Stop thinking that the only option was Going with what I always longed for I don't care I'm in love I finally know what is love (You don't have what it takes)
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From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin' From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown I believe to
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Hemingway's whiskey Hemingway's whiskey, warm and smooth and mean Even when it burns, it'll always finish clean He didn't like it watered down, he took it straight up and neat If it was bad enough for him, you know it's bad enough for me Ah, it's tough
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I can't help feelin' like I do I've always bee the kind of man to jump the gun, and cut and run. Stayin' one step agead of that ol' ball and chain. Settlin' down never crossed my mind. It was easier to leave the knot untied. It looks like a lot of things
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"Little boy, don't be scared Little boy, don't be sad My mother standing in the doorway Friday night, a smile on her face And I'll always be that little boy I was only ten years old Like the back of my hand, knew the roads I swerved my bike and lost
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