Lyric The Post

Eyed it, dried it, untied it.
Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it.
Paste it, traced it, erased it.
She s my Post to Lean on,
And I just cut her down.
So I m out to land on somethin
Hopefully a girl will come to me at the ground.
Eyed it, dried it, untied it.
Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it.
Paste it, traced it, erased it.
She s my post to lean on,
and I just cut her down.
So I m out to land on somethin
Hopefully a girl will come to me at the ground.
She s my post to lean on,
and I just cut her down.
So I m out to land on somethin
Hopefully a girl will come to me at the ground.