โหลดเพลง mp3 Day Old Blues - Kings of Leon

Day Old Blues - Kings of Leon
Toss me a breath when you hold me down

Hot like a razor on my face

Somethings growing that don't help me now

Paging the doctor just in case

Low and behold things are killing me

Silly expectation of a dream

Girls are gonna love the way I toss my hair

Boys are gonna hate the way I seem

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old

Peach Christmas lights spitting German ling

Feels like a fast or homeless sleep

At least there's a record that I love to play

Dreaming about a place I'll never see

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Betty, Betty, Annie is a praying
Baby with a man like a lung

Smell her crying fighting back a fever
Mad as hell give up

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues