Twisted
Black lungs, inked arms, I'm wavy
Tin cans, hot rocks, and JD
I was 17 and reckless
Swinging for the fences
Small town with a big boy mouth
Made my mum proud 'til she kicked me out of the house
Said, "You'll come to your senses when you're out in the trenches"
Oh, oh, oh
I just wanna go back home
Right my wrongs
Making up for time we lost
Moving on, I was young and dumb
I know if I could show the man that I've become
Oh, oh, how I missed it before it got twisted
Oh, oh
Oh
Back when I thought I knew all the answers
But I was just a cheeky little bastard running my mouth
I move, I laugh, I own this town
And, oh, I'm not made of gold
And God knows, I'm just human, oh
And it took a few lonely nights
To say that you're alright, and
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
I just wanna go back home
Right my wrongs
Making up for time we lost
Moving on, I was young and dumb
I know if I could show the man that I've become
Oh, oh, how I missed it before it got twisted
Oh, oh
Oh
Oh, oh
Oh
I just wanna go back home
Right my wrongs
Making up for time I lost
Moving on, I was young and dumb
I know if I could show the man that I've become
Oh, oh, how I missed it before it got twisted
Tin cans, hot rocks, and JD
I was 17 and reckless
Swinging for the fences
Small town with a big boy mouth
Made my mum proud 'til she kicked me out of the house
Said, "You'll come to your senses when you're out in the trenches"
Oh, oh, oh
I just wanna go back home
Right my wrongs
Making up for time we lost
Moving on, I was young and dumb
I know if I could show the man that I've become
Oh, oh, how I missed it before it got twisted
Oh, oh
Oh
Back when I thought I knew all the answers
But I was just a cheeky little bastard running my mouth
I move, I laugh, I own this town
And, oh, I'm not made of gold
And God knows, I'm just human, oh
And it took a few lonely nights
To say that you're alright, and
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
I just wanna go back home
Right my wrongs
Making up for time we lost
Moving on, I was young and dumb
I know if I could show the man that I've become
Oh, oh, how I missed it before it got twisted
Oh, oh
Oh
Oh, oh
Oh
I just wanna go back home
Right my wrongs
Making up for time I lost
Moving on, I was young and dumb
I know if I could show the man that I've become
Oh, oh, how I missed it before it got twisted
Credits
Writer(s): Dom Feli-roots, Ian Rasch-holmes, Jude Moore
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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