Dollar Veins ext v1.2.2.2.1.2.2
Creado por Antoine Vivaldi con Udio AI
2024-04-29
Lyrics
She lays her traps, with smiles and lies Turning their hearts into stone, so neat (so neat) Her words are barbed, like thorns in bloom They pierce and wound, in every room [Verse 2] She watches them fight, with a gleam in her eye No love in her chest, just the cash to vie She's heartless and cool (so cool) Dollars and dimes fuel every move Whispers so vile, from a love untrue A family fractured by green-hued views (cold views) [Chorus] What kind of cold, cold heart is hers, chasin' the cash, no remorse? What kind of life, no love, just thirst, for silver coins, she's set the course? She finds her thrill, in a stranger's arms Twice the years but half the charm Denies the truth, but the kids, they know Mama's gone to live in a show (her show) Slips off rings and mends her face Her new found world, a sweet escape Late at night (late at night) He packs his things, can't stand no more Guilt she weaves, but his will's not weak (not weak) Shattered dreams, a family ignored He stands his ground, won't be her prey Her spell undone, he walks away In court she stands, with crocodile tears Claims the house, the life, his years But the judge can see, sees right through the act A tangled web, a broken pact (broken pact) [Verse 3] He's free at last, from shackles tight But her hungry eyes, still lost in spite The eldest child, in shadows cast Doesn't understand, why dad's the outcast Checks and bills, pay for her life But can't buy love, it cuts like a knife Now there's silence, across the phone A father's call, meets a dial tone Though her touch is cold, the little one's bold Stands with her dad, her heart can't be sold Mother's whispers crawl, through every wall Telling tall tales, trying to make her fall But she remembers his laughs, his warm embrace Won't let mama's greed, her memories erase Together they stand, a father-daughter team Unbreakable bond, chasing the same dream Through thick and thin, with love that roars Can't be torn apart, they've weathered too many storms [Chorus] They've got a love that's pure, can't be bought or sold Mama played her games, but their story's told
