They're ringing in the brightest year with a bell Your little project's on the shelf and you won't get out of bed so soon Directing everyone to see what you did You call it candor, I call it what it is It doesn't keep me up at night Held to the light
And I don't want no microscope over me They're scrolling in and out so fast til they see Some kind of machination Held to the lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
