Deep Satin - Zach Bryan
Lyrics by：Zach Bryan
Produced by：Zach Bryan/Eddie Spear
Walkin' 'round town in a place I've never been
In deep deep Manhattan
I recall it all your dress and how it falls
You rollin' in deep satin
Won't you call a cab mister won't you pay my tab
There's some boys on the curb haymakin'
And I ain't been home in three years or so
And everyone I know now's mistaken
Frauds as friends starts as ends
Big lights is actual love
But you in Manhattan rollin' in deep satin
Was a painful and wonderful d**g
Well I've been comin' down on a Greyhound
That is westbound to the sea
When you see the lights when you hear the rain
There ain't a chance you're thinkin' of me
Is that song stuck in your head
"Friend of the Devil" by the Dead
Or is that just what your friends want me to be
'Cause if that's the case then that's just what I'll be
There's love when I'm leavin' there's laughter this evenin'
I'll set out runnin' alone
If I get a ride out of this place tonight
I'll gladly be takin' myself home
So won't you call a cab
Misses please pay my tab
I heard life was a windin' road
There's no hounds or child around
But the devil follows where I go
Well I've been comin' down on a Greyhound
That is westbound to the sea
When you see the lights when you hear the rain
There ain't a chance you're thinkin' of me
Is that song stuck in your head
"Friend of the Devil" by the Dead
Or is that just what your friends want me to be
If that's the case then that's just what I'll be
I've been comin' down on a Greyhound
That is westbound to the sea
When you see the lights when you hear the rain
There ain't a chance you're thinkin' of me
Is that song stuck in your head
"Friend of the Devil" by the Dead
Or is that just what your friends want me to be
'Cause if that's the case then that's just what I'll be
