Текст песни Wrote Some Songs - Porches

I lift a foot off of the bridge, yeah
Thought of how it'd be to soar
And if I was to meet my end, ooh-ooh-ooh
I'd stand before some kind of door

When asked with my life what I've done
I screamed I wrote some fucking songs
Yeah, I wrote some fucking songs
Yeah, I did some good, I did some wrong
I wrote some fucking songs

One-twenty momma