Inbred

Forbidden love ain't nothing new to stain the walls of time
Broken gears to a twisted ear to hear the truth inside
And I could carve your name trees one hundred thousand times
Jesus hands, nor the preacher man, gon' keep me from your shine

Don't you know? Instead, inbred
And it don't matter what's been said, inbred
Got you laying in my bed
Breath stained to my head
This town wish we were dead, inbred, yeah

Another morning I've been scorning what I see
A hangin' trial of liars looking down on me
And they whisper simple words that I can't be and I ain't free

Don't you know? Instead, inbred
It don't matter what's been said, inbred
Got you laying in my bed
Breath stained to my head
The town wish we were dead, inbred, yeah

Don't you know? Instead, inbred
And it don't matter what's been said, inbred
Got you layin' in my bed
Breath stained in my head

I hold you 'til we're dead
Inbred



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Writer(s): Coleman Williams
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