Grace Potter, The Nocturnals - Belladonna lyrics
[Grace Potter, The Nocturnals - Belladonna lyrics]
Whoa, this should happen whoa, all the time
Whoa, bodies blurring whoa, I can’t see
Whoa, speech is slurring whoa, silly me
I got half a mind to mind my doctor’s orders
I got half a mind to cut this whole damn line
I got half a mind to cut me into quarters
And the rest of me has
Lost my whole damn mind
Whoa, think it softly whoa, and play it loud
Whoa, tell your secrets whoa, to the crowd
I’ve got half a mind to
Mind my doctor’s orders
I’ve got half a mind to
Cut this whole damn line
I’ve got half a mind to
Take you cross the borders
But the rest of me just
Wants to drink my wine
I’ve got half a mind to
Mind my doctor’s orders
I’ve got half a mind to put me in my place
Half a mind to cut me into quarters
And the rest of me has fallen far from grace
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