Sam Fender – Last To Make It Home Lyrics
Last To Make It Home Lyrics – Sam Fender Mary What looked like a mirage Made of glimmering silver in sunken eyes It was actually there in the palm of
Last To Make It Home Lyrics – Sam Fender Mary What looked like a mirage Made of glimmering silver in sunken eyes It was actually there in the palm of
The Leveller Lyrics – Sam Fender Stung by the stillness of it all Waiting in vain for the almighty crash As little England rips itself to pieces Buried my grandma
Mantra Lyrics – Sam Fender “Please stop trying to impress people who don’t care about you” I repeat as a mantra I’ve known this wicked waltzer all too long It’s
Paradigms Lyrics – Sam Fender Every bully that had maimed you, bled you dry And the blinkered say that boys will be boys And they’re just kids being sly And
The Dying Light Lyrics – Sam Fender This town is a world of waifs and strays Comedy giants, penniless heroes Dead men at the bar, I’ve drank with them all
Better Of Me Lyrics – Sam Fender It opened up Pandora’s box And it all came rushin’ out like water Trapped inside a pressurised valve I lay crooked on the
Angel In Lothian Lyrics – Sam Fender When an angel fell somewhere in Lothian I was only a child but I trust my eyes She [?] cabinet before me Like
Good Company Lyrics – Sam Fender Sometimes I’m so selfish that it scares me Other times I’m selfless to the fault Sometimes I’m the life and soul of the party
Spit of You Lyrics Sam Fender They say I’m the spit of you And they’re not wrong Bury my head too Stomach hurts all the time Can’t shift it Been
Get You Down Lyrics – Sam Fender I try again I started a pattern I see the triggers But I can’t shake ’em loose And all of my anger You
Aye Lyrics – Sam Fender They don’t act up for the camera They just sit back and command them And collect and deflect and abandon They even wrote all the
Howdon Aldi Death Queue Lyrics – Sam Fender Get off the metro now I got a letter from the NHS It said stay for twelve weeks Now the twelve weeks
Seventeen Going Under Lyrics – Sam Fender I remember the sickness was forever I remember snuff videos Cold Septembers The distances we covered The fist fights on the beach The
Winter Song Lyrics – Sam Fender When winter’s shadowy fingers First pursuer you drown the street And your boots no longer lie About the cold around your feet Do you
Hold Out By Sam Fender Cab lines fill up with hotheaded hard boys Capering from the stand Shivering lovers sharing coats and one-liners Awaiting the late night dance Friday hyenas
All Is On My Side By Sam Fender The dirty haze of drinks with cannibal eyes In a club you despise But you go where all your friends are And
White Privilege by Sam Fender Start up my motor, you drink some burgers and cola Feed my addictions and vices, oh, how my iPhone entices My echo chamber media, regurgitated
You’re Not the Only One by Sam Fender Baby, we are born and raised too cynical In the wake of a miracle, we’d never believe it You impersonate the seasons
Play God by Sam Fender You were cracking all your fingers With your eyes fixed to the floor Sound had echoed down the street By the monument you hear Man
Saturday by Sam Fender Overtired, overworked, underpaid, under pressure Always tying up loose ends The unchained melody out of tune, remedy on the weekend To cure the weekday blues Raise