| Song | Breath from Another |
| Artist | Esthero |
| Album | Breath from Another |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Esthero, McKinney | |
| You sure do got a pretty mouth | |
| Why don’t you drop my pants? | |
| I’ll make you squeal like a pig | |
| Feet in the water is not cold enough | |
| You’re not woman enough | |
| Inside your daughter is not warm enough | |
| And you’re not woman enough, no | |
| Don’t compromise what’s gold | |
| For the soul you never sold | |
| For the soul you never sold, no | |
| So I follow you down this road | |
| Well, you try but you can’t let go | |
| So hold on to years ago | |
| Cold as a lover | |
| Don’t you wanna stay? | |
| Breath from another | |
| And I’ll have my way | |
| Inside your daughter | |
| You can never hold what you can’t let go’ | |
| Cause he wants it so | |
| She’d sell her own mother | |
| Just to make a dime before closing time | |
| When he tells her so | |
| Don’t compromise what’s gold | |
| For the soul you never sold | |
| For the soul you never sold, no | |
| So I follow you down this road | |
| Will you drive? | |
| Well, you can’t let go | |
| So long, two years ago | |
| She said she wanted me to hit it | |
| But I said | |
| I wasn’t with it | |
| Eyes red, thighs spread, better come get it | |
| While it’s hot the goods | |
| I got, never mind my bad credit | |
| Told me how she was soaking wet and | |
| I’m the one who wet it | |
| Can’t lie | |
| I sweat it but | |
| I knew that if | |
| I ran through that | |
| It’s up the creek, | |
| I’m headed | |
| Body was there without nor sight nor vision still embedded | |
| But I knew for fucking sure that in the morning | |
| I’d regret it | |
| Had to debt it, | |
| I jettedHe got me hooked ’til | |
| I was shooking in the middle of the game | |
| Teary eyes, touch my thighs, future high you’ll be my game | |
| Could have kept it but | |
| I left it embedded instead of it dissecting me | |
| Free spirit | |
| I feared it but steer it to clear it the stress in me | |
| Possessing me, the chemistry, mother want me in the ministry | |
| Where misery influenced me corruption claiming custody | |
| And I knew this time that | |
| I had to feel the pain | |
| It was needed so | |
| I’ll see what 'cause deception in this game | |
| Don’t compromise what’s gold | |
| For the soul you never sold | |
| For the soul you never sold, no | |
| So I follow you down this road | |
| Will you drive? | |
| Well, you can’t let go | |
| So hold on to years ago | |
| I’ll try to understand | |
| When you’re down on your knees in front of a man | |
| I’ll try to understand, no | |
| Don’t compromise what’s gold | |
| For the soul you never sold | |
| For the soul you never sold, girl |
| zuo qu : Esthero, McKinney | |
| You sure do got a pretty mouth | |
| Why don' t you drop my pants? | |
| I' ll make you squeal like a pig | |
| Feet in the water is not cold enough | |
| You' re not woman enough | |
| Inside your daughter is not warm enough | |
| And you' re not woman enough, no | |
| Don' t compromise what' s gold | |
| For the soul you never sold | |
| For the soul you never sold, no | |
| So I follow you down this road | |
| Well, you try but you can' t let go | |
| So hold on to years ago | |
| Cold as a lover | |
| Don' t you wanna stay? | |
| Breath from another | |
| And I' ll have my way | |
| Inside your daughter | |
| You can never hold what you can' t let go' | |
| Cause he wants it so | |
| She' d sell her own mother | |
| Just to make a dime before closing time | |
| When he tells her so | |
| Don' t compromise what' s gold | |
| For the soul you never sold | |
| For the soul you never sold, no | |
| So I follow you down this road | |
| Will you drive? | |
| Well, you can' t let go | |
| So long, two years ago | |
| She said she wanted me to hit it | |
| But I said | |
| I wasn' t with it | |
| Eyes red, thighs spread, better come get it | |
| While it' s hot the goods | |
| I got, never mind my bad credit | |
| Told me how she was soaking wet and | |
| I' m the one who wet it | |
| Can' t lie | |
| I sweat it but | |
| I knew that if | |
| I ran through that | |
| It' s up the creek, | |
| I' m headed | |
| Body was there without nor sight nor vision still embedded | |
| But I knew for fucking sure that in the morning | |
| I' d regret it | |
| Had to debt it, | |
| I jettedHe got me hooked ' til | |
| I was shooking in the middle of the game | |
| Teary eyes, touch my thighs, future high you' ll be my game | |
| Could have kept it but | |
| I left it embedded instead of it dissecting me | |
| Free spirit | |
| I feared it but steer it to clear it the stress in me | |
| Possessing me, the chemistry, mother want me in the ministry | |
| Where misery influenced me corruption claiming custody | |
| And I knew this time that | |
| I had to feel the pain | |
| It was needed so | |
| I' ll see what ' cause deception in this game | |
| Don' t compromise what' s gold | |
| For the soul you never sold | |
| For the soul you never sold, no | |
| So I follow you down this road | |
| Will you drive? | |
| Well, you can' t let go | |
| So hold on to years ago | |
| I' ll try to understand | |
| When you' re down on your knees in front of a man | |
| I' ll try to understand, no | |
| Don' t compromise what' s gold | |
| For the soul you never sold | |
| For the soul you never sold, girl |
| zuò qǔ : Esthero, McKinney | |
| You sure do got a pretty mouth | |
| Why don' t you drop my pants? | |
| I' ll make you squeal like a pig | |
| Feet in the water is not cold enough | |
| You' re not woman enough | |
| Inside your daughter is not warm enough | |
| And you' re not woman enough, no | |
| Don' t compromise what' s gold | |
| For the soul you never sold | |
| For the soul you never sold, no | |
| So I follow you down this road | |
| Well, you try but you can' t let go | |
| So hold on to years ago | |
| Cold as a lover | |
| Don' t you wanna stay? | |
| Breath from another | |
| And I' ll have my way | |
| Inside your daughter | |
| You can never hold what you can' t let go' | |
| Cause he wants it so | |
| She' d sell her own mother | |
| Just to make a dime before closing time | |
| When he tells her so | |
| Don' t compromise what' s gold | |
| For the soul you never sold | |
| For the soul you never sold, no | |
| So I follow you down this road | |
| Will you drive? | |
| Well, you can' t let go | |
| So long, two years ago | |
| She said she wanted me to hit it | |
| But I said | |
| I wasn' t with it | |
| Eyes red, thighs spread, better come get it | |
| While it' s hot the goods | |
| I got, never mind my bad credit | |
| Told me how she was soaking wet and | |
| I' m the one who wet it | |
| Can' t lie | |
| I sweat it but | |
| I knew that if | |
| I ran through that | |
| It' s up the creek, | |
| I' m headed | |
| Body was there without nor sight nor vision still embedded | |
| But I knew for fucking sure that in the morning | |
| I' d regret it | |
| Had to debt it, | |
| I jettedHe got me hooked ' til | |
| I was shooking in the middle of the game | |
| Teary eyes, touch my thighs, future high you' ll be my game | |
| Could have kept it but | |
| I left it embedded instead of it dissecting me | |
| Free spirit | |
| I feared it but steer it to clear it the stress in me | |
| Possessing me, the chemistry, mother want me in the ministry | |
| Where misery influenced me corruption claiming custody | |
| And I knew this time that | |
| I had to feel the pain | |
| It was needed so | |
| I' ll see what ' cause deception in this game | |
| Don' t compromise what' s gold | |
| For the soul you never sold | |
| For the soul you never sold, no | |
| So I follow you down this road | |
| Will you drive? | |
| Well, you can' t let go | |
| So hold on to years ago | |
| I' ll try to understand | |
| When you' re down on your knees in front of a man | |
| I' ll try to understand, no | |
| Don' t compromise what' s gold | |
| For the soul you never sold | |
| For the soul you never sold, girl |