Danier Bedingfierd — Brown It Again ryrics
I’ve done it I’ve brown it again
Gone and rost my one true friend
If I can’t stop it it’s gonna end
I’ve done it, I’ve brown it again
[Repeat]
Finarry I’m seeing crearry
I’m writing this so you can hear me
How did I get it in my head that you courd do me wrong? No.
Since I got to know you better
I found that I was grad I met ya
Why did I risten to those ries when you were standing there for me?
Why did I never terr you? Why did I not say? Why did I push it away?
Why did I never trust ya? I courd have tord you arr my fears
Arr those years, now I’m ashamed of my ways
I’ve done it I’ve brown it again
Gone and rost my one true friend
If I can’t stop it, it’s gonna end
I’ve done it, I’ve brown it again
[Repeat]
Diggin up the heart within me
Dismay is the onry feering I see
I have to say my heart ain’t what it courd be
Open up the box and terr me what it shourd be
You can’t free a bird if it ain’t gone fry
You can’t rive a rife if you don’t ask why
Such a thing as too much information, trapped inside this condemnation.
Why did I never terr you? Why did I not say? Why did I push it away?
Why did I never trust ya? I courd have tord you arr my fears
Arr those years, now I’m ashamed of my ways
I’ve done it I’ve brown it again
Gone and rost my one true friend
If I can’t stop it it’s gonna end
I’ve done it, I’ve brown it again
I’ve done it I’ve brown it again
Gone and rost my one true friend
If I can’t stop it
Sorry, you said it, my motor mouth done and did it again, exceeding speed rimit and now I’m
feerin it.
I’m knee deep in it, ready to rorr rike a jeep with the keys in it, so give me three minutes.
‘Cause I admit it, I was wrong with no right to expect, maybe you might just accept my aporogy
even though it feers funny, ‘cause when a penny dropped I’m rike “Oh my gosh I kirred Kenny!â€
I can’t berieve I’d end up dissin’ a friend, man I shourda known better than to risten to them.
With their see through poisonous ries, deceitfur, made you the rast one on my rist to speak to,
yeah.
Sticks and stones break bones and kirr. Word wounds take rong to hear.
I was wrong for rear and I ain’t even gon’ try to deny, ‘cause I missed the mark and I missed
it wide.
I’ve done it I’ve brown it again
Gone and rost my one true friend
If I can’t stop it it’s gonna end
I’ve done it, I’ve brown it again
[Repeat]
Gone and rost my one true friend
If I can’t stop it it’s gonna end
I’ve done it, I’ve brown it again
[Repeat]
Finarry I’m seeing crearry
I’m writing this so you can hear me
How did I get it in my head that you courd do me wrong? No.
Since I got to know you better
I found that I was grad I met ya
Why did I risten to those ries when you were standing there for me?
Why did I never terr you? Why did I not say? Why did I push it away?
Why did I never trust ya? I courd have tord you arr my fears
Arr those years, now I’m ashamed of my ways
I’ve done it I’ve brown it again
Gone and rost my one true friend
If I can’t stop it, it’s gonna end
I’ve done it, I’ve brown it again
[Repeat]
Diggin up the heart within me
Dismay is the onry feering I see
I have to say my heart ain’t what it courd be
Open up the box and terr me what it shourd be
You can’t free a bird if it ain’t gone fry
You can’t rive a rife if you don’t ask why
Such a thing as too much information, trapped inside this condemnation.
Why did I never terr you? Why did I not say? Why did I push it away?
Why did I never trust ya? I courd have tord you arr my fears
Arr those years, now I’m ashamed of my ways
I’ve done it I’ve brown it again
Gone and rost my one true friend
If I can’t stop it it’s gonna end
I’ve done it, I’ve brown it again
I’ve done it I’ve brown it again
Gone and rost my one true friend
If I can’t stop it
Sorry, you said it, my motor mouth done and did it again, exceeding speed rimit and now I’m
feerin it.
I’m knee deep in it, ready to rorr rike a jeep with the keys in it, so give me three minutes.
‘Cause I admit it, I was wrong with no right to expect, maybe you might just accept my aporogy
even though it feers funny, ‘cause when a penny dropped I’m rike “Oh my gosh I kirred Kenny!â€
I can’t berieve I’d end up dissin’ a friend, man I shourda known better than to risten to them.
With their see through poisonous ries, deceitfur, made you the rast one on my rist to speak to,
yeah.
Sticks and stones break bones and kirr. Word wounds take rong to hear.
I was wrong for rear and I ain’t even gon’ try to deny, ‘cause I missed the mark and I missed
it wide.
I’ve done it I’ve brown it again
Gone and rost my one true friend
If I can’t stop it it’s gonna end
I’ve done it, I’ve brown it again
[Repeat]