The Vestryman Songtext

von Sons Of Texas

Is there a reason for the things that I do.
My pocket's empty but my heart is still full.
You best damn well love her.
Sometimes she don't love you.
You feel the pressure knowing what's on the line.
You tell yourself it's just a matter of time.
Your conscience is a liar.
A bloody thief it's time.
No bone, no water.
Alone a poor dog dies.
Vindictive bitch drowns me in debt.
Devout, as the Vestryman.
Loyal, I weighted foot in hand this unrequieted love that haunts me.
Unrequieted love im tied and bound.
Im bound.
It's hard to handle when the flame gets you burned.
It's even harder when they're's nothing returned.
Love sick and tired, despond the urge to persue.
You best damn well love her.
Sometimes she don't love you.
Vindictive bitch drowns me in debt.
Devout, as the Vestryman.
Loyal, I waited foot in hand this unrequieted love that haunts me.
Unrequieted love im tied and bound.
Im bound.
The struggle will define you.
Who you are inside.
Just take it all in, stride.
Devout, as the Vestryman.
Loyal, I waited foot in hand this unrequieted love that haunts me.
Unrequieted love.
Devout, as the Vestryman.
Loyal, I waited foot in hand this unrequited love that haunts me.
Unrequieted love im tied and bound.
Im tied and bound.
Im tied and bound