Bobbylene - French Toast for Breakfast

Welcome to INDIE FOLK CORNER Music on world off ♪ Become a fan of Bobbylene : ♪ Lyrics: ell me what it’s like to be fearless Beating down the door into my chest I’m ripping at the seams boy Driving open roads with no headlights But you take it slow, cause you know I Get a little triggered by the daring types Walked you down the deepest tunnels of my doubt You took my hand and led me out All signs point to choosing clear skies now Cause it’s all Road trips on Sundays and laughing over nothin’ and Holiday sing-a-longs and those late night ice cream runs It’s making all our inside jokes in the language only we know it’s Our matching necklaces and making french toast for breakfast Guess I thought that love was a sickness Fragile little heart full of regrets Now I’m stitching up the seams boy Carrying the shame, that I know I Shouldn’t have to feel, and you rewrite All the stories that I held tight Walked you down the deepest tunnels of my doubt You took my hand and led me out All signs point to choosing clear skies now Cause it’s all Road trips on Sundays and laughing over nothin’ and Holiday sing-a-longs and those late night ice cream runs It’s making all our inside jokes in the language only we know it’s Our matching necklaces and making french toast for breakfast It’s our matching necklaces and making french toast for breakfast ♪ Join Indie Folk Corner : ♪ Picture by Kristaps Ungurus : @kristapsungurs If any producer or label has an issue with any of the uploads please get in contact with me at ( shorty4@) and i will delete the video immediately!!!