Lyrics

I wasn't raised like that I will fight I wasn't wasted on you I was singing goodbye Hold my heart right Hold my love inside I wasn't raised like that To turn back on where I call home You should know that thunder can take you under Can shape your bones inside You should know how water will break Never rip on your tide Touch me softly or let me go And turn back on your home Turn back on your home I wasn't raised like that I was holy rollin I was dynamite Wasn't afraid I'd stray too far or fall in all shades of night I wasn't raised like that I was skipping through wax Drawing on maps and river rock In my tucked in plaid and my shoes off black Miss California Wipe your jeans off Ride the seesaw Weighing more on you than I OK This subliminal divine secret every eye on you tonight ALRIGHT Wipe your jeans off Ride the seesaw Weighing more on you than I OK This subliminal divine secret Every eye on you you ALRIGHT ALRIGHT WHAT OK I wasn't raised like that I was holy rollin I was dynamite Wasn't afraid I'd stray too far or fall in All shades of night I wasn't raised like that I was skipping through wax Drawing on maps and river rock In my tucked in plaid and my shoes off black Miss California
Writer(s): Kelsey Bulkin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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