London Bridge Lyrics by Ed Sheeran Ft. YelawolfYelawolf:There wasn’t much left,except for the last twenty sack,and the last twenty of my last cheque,I took a pill and went to sleep on the last step,woke up and took it in with a half breath,Then a deep sigh, I struck a matchstick,I lit my cigarette,feeling half dead, whisky on my mind,then came the dead,Sherrif in the yard, here comes the rest,I
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