Words
Lyrics
Turncoat
Walked every highway
Turned every stone
Ripped up the promise
Broken your home
There is no safehouse
There is no guard
Hellhounds stirring out back in the yard
It was you who cut out and you who ran
You who cannot listen or understand
You’re a turncoat turncoat
And the witching hour is at hand
What happened your smile?
What happened your youth?
You’ve got all the money
But none of the truth
All of your greed
Became a disease
Little victim little martyr
Get up off your knees
It was you who cut out and you who ran
You who will not listen or understand
Baby you’re a turncoat
And the hour is at hand
©2013 Lil Red Music
Music and Lyrics by Gooding
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