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Soft & Sweet - 5 Foot 2 Lyrics



Soft & Sweet - 5 Foot 2 Lyrics




Well, I found God
She was 5' 2''
She swore like a sailor with eyes like the moon
Dressed all in roses, but never once bled from the thorns

When I found the Devil
He was sad, drunk and angry
Picking his chipped teeth and drowning in envy
Your blood on his right hand; an image still burned in my mind

Well, I was a matchstick
Stopping a freight train
I was a whisper in the midst of a crowd
I was a good time
In a sad life
I realized
Yeah, I was a temp-fix
A laugh on a bad day
I was the sun that's peaking through your storm clouds
But in the end, you always knew they'd come back around

Well, I found myself in a dark, dirty alley
The night after I marched at a trans pride rally
He kicked me in my mouth and left me to choke on my blood

Then I lost my hope at a dive bar in Philly
Planning my exit and tossing back whiskey
I felt disconnected, the crucifix fell from its chain

And I was a matchstick
Stopping a freight train
I was a whisper in the midst of a crowd
I was a good time
In a sad life
I realized
Yeah, I was a temp-fix
A laugh on a bad day
And I was the sun that's peaking through your storm clouds
But in the end, you always knew they'd come back around

So I'm going back to see your sister now
She never left that town near Philly, but
The pregnancy went well

She keeps sending me pictures
I got another one today
There's Jenny
Her husband Richard
And their baby girl named Kate

But I was a matchstick
Stopping a freight train
What the f*ck was I supposed to do?

Yeah, I was a good time
In a sad life
I realized
Yeah, I was a temp-fix
A laugh on a bad day
And I was the sun that's peaking through your storm clouds
But in the end, you always knew they'd come back around

Yeah, I was only a phone call away when they came back around
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Well, I found God
She was 5' 2''
She swore like a sailor with eyes like the moon
Dressed all in roses, but never once bled from the thorns

When I found the Devil
He was sad, drunk and angry
Picking his chipped teeth and drowning in envy
Your blood on his right hand; an image still burned in my mind

Well, I was a matchstick
Stopping a freight train
I was a whisper in the midst of a crowd
I was a good time
In a sad life
I realized
Yeah, I was a temp-fix
A laugh on a bad day
I was the sun that's peaking through your storm clouds
But in the end, you always knew they'd come back around

Well, I found myself in a dark, dirty alley
The night after I marched at a trans pride rally
He kicked me in my mouth and left me to choke on my blood

Then I lost my hope at a dive bar in Philly
Planning my exit and tossing back whiskey
I felt disconnected, the crucifix fell from its chain

And I was a matchstick
Stopping a freight train
I was a whisper in the midst of a crowd
I was a good time
In a sad life
I realized
Yeah, I was a temp-fix
A laugh on a bad day
And I was the sun that's peaking through your storm clouds
But in the end, you always knew they'd come back around

So I'm going back to see your sister now
She never left that town near Philly, but
The pregnancy went well

She keeps sending me pictures
I got another one today
There's Jenny
Her husband Richard
And their baby girl named Kate

But I was a matchstick
Stopping a freight train
What the f*ck was I supposed to do?

Yeah, I was a good time
In a sad life
I realized
Yeah, I was a temp-fix
A laugh on a bad day
And I was the sun that's peaking through your storm clouds
But in the end, you always knew they'd come back around

Yeah, I was only a phone call away when they came back around
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Writer: Zachary Brown
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Performed By: Soft & Sweet
Language: English
Length: 4:17
Written by: Zachary Brown

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