Staying True Lyrics & Tabs by David Thomas Broughton

Staying True

guitar chords lyrics

David Thomas Broughton

my body is so crap at staying true, to my will and the way I’d like to be, my father’s fist is a brick in my heart, as my face speckled with hormones, my mouth closed in retreat, I mistreated my poor bones and felt the warm hand of defeat, a tip-tap of the finger a heavy drop of the sigh, I though then I held back the shutting shut of an eye
scars on my body are testing the value of time, but I am a grown man and to touch is a personal crime, it never gets easy the sense and the tension compete, as a grown man I’m useless, oh but I’m driven by the fear