Your partner is a lawn gnome Who lives online, and I know I'm quite inclined to stay home Call the outside an arsehole You barter well but polychrome light shines on my face The outdoors is grey You'll find I'm resigned, a shameful display "Hey Kid, get a life" I do at times
But from me you know you'll get no adventure It's safe to say...
I'm selfish in my pursuits all I work for constitutes as forced pats on the back and acknowledging that I can't fight the fact That I think I won't get any better Can't defend someone who never learns their lessons and in my condescending point of view, I blame you
Thoughtless statements now too late to retract Now eat your humble pie off of the floor with your hands behind your backTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
