Better Men Have Hit Their Knees and Bigger Men Have Died
I dug a hole inside my heart to put you in your grave; at this point it was you or me, and Momma didn’t raise no slave. You took my… Read more »
I dug a hole inside my heart to put you in your grave; at this point it was you or me, and Momma didn’t raise no slave. You took my… Read more »
The one about a boy who broke your heart and brought you to your knees
Well darkness has a hunger that’s insatiable, and lightness has a call that’s hard to hear. There’s more than one answer to these questions, pointing me in a crooked line…. Read more »