Little country?
alternative
rock
acoustic
funk
grunge
independent
fighters
factor
moral
moralfactor
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Story behind the song
Just a song I've made long time ago when my mother burned my old shoes that I loved.
Lyrics
wearing my old white dirty shoes
I put my thoughts in a hole
wearing my old white dirty shoes
I'm ready for more and more
wearing my old white dirty shoes
I'm one step to cross the line
wearing my old white dirty shoes
I can really walk along
walk along
with my soul (x6)
wearing my old white dirty shoes
I'm one with myself
wearing my old white dirty shoes
I don't have to wear a shield
wearing my old white dirty shoes
I kill with every step
wearing my old white dirty shoes
I can really walk along
walk along
with my soul (x7)
I hate the way that you don't care
and I hate the way the way you cry
and I hate the way you fall apart
I hate the way you always lie
I hate the way you have to leave
and I hate the way you can freak me out
and I hate the way I hate the way
hate the way I hate the way
hate the way I hate the way
I hate the way that I don't hate you at all
with my soul (x7)