| Song | Beg for Broken Legs |
| Artist | Ryan Bingham |
| Album | Tomorrowland |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Nothing's in the air I'm breathing | |
| Got me underneath the floor | |
| On the ground there's something whispering | |
| Nothing's locking all the doors | |
| Well I ain't gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain't gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| Something's growing like suspicions | |
| Nothing's shouting everywhere | |
| Something hears and now it listens | |
| Nothing's now becoming scared | |
| Well I ain't gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain't gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| Nothing's sorry when it's sitting | |
| All the children ṗosing tears | |
| ... delay and not attention | |
| Something grows, but nothing kills | |
| Well I ain't gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain't gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| I ain't gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain't gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| Well I ain't gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread above the floor | |
| Well I ain't gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain't gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| Nothing's in the air I'm breathing | |
| Got me underneath the floor | |
| On the ground the something whispering | |
| Nothing is now locking doors | |
| Well I ain't gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain't gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| I ain't gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain't gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more |
| Nothing' s in the air I' m breathing | |
| Got me underneath the floor | |
| On the ground there' s something whispering | |
| Nothing' s locking all the doors | |
| Well I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| Something' s growing like suspicions | |
| Nothing' s shouting everywhere | |
| Something hears and now it listens | |
| Nothing' s now becoming scared | |
| Well I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| Nothing' s sorry when it' s sitting | |
| All the children osing tears | |
| ... delay and not attention | |
| Something grows, but nothing kills | |
| Well I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| Well I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread above the floor | |
| Well I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| Nothing' s in the air I' m breathing | |
| Got me underneath the floor | |
| On the ground the something whispering | |
| Nothing is now locking doors | |
| Well I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more |
| Nothing' s in the air I' m breathing | |
| Got me underneath the floor | |
| On the ground there' s something whispering | |
| Nothing' s locking all the doors | |
| Well I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| Something' s growing like suspicions | |
| Nothing' s shouting everywhere | |
| Something hears and now it listens | |
| Nothing' s now becoming scared | |
| Well I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| Nothing' s sorry when it' s sitting | |
| All the children osing tears | |
| ... delay and not attention | |
| Something grows, but nothing kills | |
| Well I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| Well I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread above the floor | |
| Well I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| Nothing' s in the air I' m breathing | |
| Got me underneath the floor | |
| On the ground the something whispering | |
| Nothing is now locking doors | |
| Well I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more | |
| I ain' t gonna stand in line | |
| Beg for bread and mop the floor | |
| I ain' t gonna bite my tongue | |
| Beg for broken legs no more |