Pittsburgh cover

Falling On My Sword Paroles

William Fitzsimmons

Album Pittsburgh

Paroles de Falling On My Sword

I was singled out for pushing at the wrong door laying down my guns
Spreading like an ocean fucking for devotion til I cannot bleed myself
You falling on my sword
I’ve given you the coffer my twenties and a daughter
What else could I bring?
Now you stand on the shoreline shining like a bright light but it’s not for me
You falling on my sword