I found my place in the wishing well
I found my place not feeling well
Now I'm at such great heights here
Now look at me, my deers
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
I found my place in the wishing well
I found my place not feeling well
Now I'm at such great heights here
Now look at me, my deers
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
He, doesn't make any sound
He, doesn't make any sound
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my thighs
And his back bone
Is grabbing my hand
'Cause God knows
God knows what I do best
And his back bone
Is sipping up sand
'Cause I know
I know what makes a man
So I
Should you
He doesn't make any sound
He doesn't make any sound
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my
He just slaps my thighs
Glass Deers Video (MV)
Performed By: The Braids
Length: 8:09
Written by: Austin Tufts, Katherine Lee, Raphaelle Standell Preston, Taylor Bonner Smith
The Braids - Glass Deers Lyrics
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I found my place in the wishing well
I found my place not feeling well
Now I'm at such great heights here
Now look at me, my deers
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
I found my place in the wishing well
I found my place not feeling well
Now I'm at such great heights here
Now look at me, my deers
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
He, doesn't make any sound
He, doesn't make any sound
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my thighs
And his back bone
Is grabbing my hand
'Cause God knows
God knows what I do best
And his back bone
Is sipping up sand
'Cause I know
I know what makes a man
So I
Should you
He doesn't make any sound
He doesn't make any sound
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my
He just slaps my thighs
I found my place not feeling well
Now I'm at such great heights here
Now look at me, my deers
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
I found my place in the wishing well
I found my place not feeling well
Now I'm at such great heights here
Now look at me, my deers
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
Oh, I'm f*cked up
He, doesn't make any sound
He, doesn't make any sound
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my thighs
And his back bone
Is grabbing my hand
'Cause God knows
God knows what I do best
And his back bone
Is sipping up sand
'Cause I know
I know what makes a man
So I
Should you
He doesn't make any sound
He doesn't make any sound
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my thighs
He just slaps my
He just slaps my thighs
Writer: Austin Tufts, Katherine Lee, Raphaelle Standell Preston, Taylor Bonner Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY