"Poison Pen Letter"
— yaririmbwe na Knuckle Puck
"Poison Pen Letter" nindirimbo ikorerwa kuri umunyamerika yasohotse kuri 03 gicurasi 2025 kumuyoboro wemewe wa label - "Knuckle Puck". Menya amakuru yihariye yerekeye "Poison Pen Letter". Shakisha indirimbo yindirimbo ya Poison Pen Letter, ibisobanuro, nukuri kwindirimbo. Kwinjiza hamwe na Net Worth byegeranijwe nabaterankunga nandi masoko ukurikije amakuru aboneka kuri enterineti. Ni kangahe indirimbo "Poison Pen Letter" yagaragaye mubishushanyo mbonera bya muzika? ".
|
|
Download New Songs
Listen & stream |
|
Amerika
"Poison Pen Letter" Ukuri
"Poison Pen Letter" igeze kuri 2.4K yose hamwe na 98 kuri YouTube.
Indirimbo yatanzwe kuri 03/05/2025 kandi yamaze ibyumweru 0 kurutonde.
Izina ryumwimerere rya mashusho yindirimbo ni "KNUCKLE PUCK - POISON PEN LETTER (REMIXED/REMASTERED)".
"Poison Pen Letter" yasohotse kuri Youtube kuri 02/05/2025 07:01:11.
"Poison Pen Letter" Indirimbo, Abahimbyi, Ikirango
'Copacetic (Remixed/Remastered)' out now via Rise Records — buy/stream at
Follow Knuckle Puck at
Instagram:
Twitter:
Facebook:
Spotify:
Lyrics:Once a young boy enamored by the things that you gave me
Now a young man you wouldn’t try
Cause all you turned out to be was a fallacy
That I outgrew quickly
With a busted hand and a bad knee, the patterns ossify
Your sorrow’s magnified
The culprit will be tried
I’ll gather fragments in the palm of my hand
To self-reflect on the coward
Who took the opportunity to turn their back on me
You left me standing there all alone praying to a Jesus
Something I don’t believe in
So now I’m self medicated to block out everything
Including walls you built around me
And I’ve been dodging demons as a past time
At this point I’m not even sure if I’m alright
You couldn’t find time
You'll never find time
I’ll gather fragments in the palm of my hand
To self-reflect on the coward
Who took the opportunity to turn their back on me
You left me standing there all alone praying to a Jesus
Something I don’t believe in
I’m not sad, I’m through sulking
I’m not breaking, I’m not buckling
I’m not sad, I’m through sulking
I’m not breaking, I’m not buckling
I’m not sad, I’m through sulking
I’m not breaking, I’m not buckling
I’m not sad, I’m through sulking
I’m not breaking, I’m not buckling
I’ll gather fragments in the palm of my hand
To self-reflect on the coward
Who took the opportunity to turn their back on me
You left me standing there all alone praying to a Jesus
Something I don’t believe in