Letra de Biscuits - Kacey Musgraves
Letra de canci�n de Biscuits de Kacey Musgraves lyrics
Taking down your neighbor won't take you any higher
I burned my own damn finger poking someone else's fire
I've never gotten taller making someone else feel small
If you ain't got nothing nice to say, don't say nothing at all
Just hoe your own row, yeah
And raise your own babies
Smoke your own smoke and grow your own daisies
Mend your own fences and own your own crazy
Mind your own biscuits and life will be gravy
Mind your own biscuits and life will be gravy
Nobody's perfect
We've all lost and we've all lied
Most of us have cheated, the rest of us have tried
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The holiest of holies even slip from time to time
We've all got dirty laundry hanging on the line
Just hoe your own row, yeah
And raise your own babies
Smoke your own smoke and grow your own daisies
Mend your own fences and own your own crazy
Mind your own biscuits and life will be gravy
Mind your own biscuits and life will be gravy
Pouring salt in my sugar won't make yours any sweeter
Pissing in my yard ain't gonna make yours any greener
And I wouldn't know about the rocks in your shoes
So I'll just do me and, honey, you can just do you
I burned my own damn finger poking someone else's fire
I've never gotten taller making someone else feel small
If you ain't got nothing nice to say, don't say nothing at all
Just hoe your own row, yeah
And raise your own babies
Smoke your own smoke and grow your own daisies
Mend your own fences and own your own crazy
Mind your own biscuits and life will be gravy
Mind your own biscuits and life will be gravy
Nobody's perfect
We've all lost and we've all lied
Most of us have cheated, the rest of us have tried
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/biscuits-kacey-musgraves.php
The holiest of holies even slip from time to time
We've all got dirty laundry hanging on the line
Just hoe your own row, yeah
And raise your own babies
Smoke your own smoke and grow your own daisies
Mend your own fences and own your own crazy
Mind your own biscuits and life will be gravy
Mind your own biscuits and life will be gravy
Pouring salt in my sugar won't make yours any sweeter
Pissing in my yard ain't gonna make yours any greener
And I wouldn't know about the rocks in your shoes
So I'll just do me and, honey, you can just do you