When one line refuses to cover-
When his heart is already tied to another-
If it's traced from the cycle I'm in.
When the turn stops the next one begins.
One ten second relapse to meander.
Endanger to the point of a stinger.
Now it's stuck in my gut,
Is it my turn to keep these things shut?

Sometimes you dream of people,
older than your city in the back of your mind.
The pages tear away from the spine,
then it's your turn to make our mind.
Five wings and the poacher has me,
staring like you don't want to see.
We call it a blast from the past.
We can fly by to make it still last.

Lyrics submitted by Paraselene

Stinger (Five Wigs) song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top