I’m just living the dream, getting back on my feet, Appreciating finer things, the finer things And I’m just living the dream, clinging onto my seat Leading on my enemies when I should have killed them (I should have killed them) And I’m just having some fun ‘cause this whole town is just done If nothing at all, if nothing at all (I know I’ll always have my friends)
Statistically, you’re just one of three that I hope burn in hell, burn in hell with me And we all know that you’ll change your tone When you’re crying to your girlfriend through a message on her phone ‘cause
You don’t know what you’re talking about I can’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth (it’s like this) This is easy when you just don’t give a fuck You don’t know what you’re talking about
You’re dependent on the kind of things that never made much sense to me Like scratching your leather, and Never Shout Never until my ears bleed You can’t get to me. No, you can’t get to me that easily I don’t even hear you speak. I don’t even hear you
I would die before I’d let you call me out I would die, but I’ll see the end of the world
You don’t know what you’re talking about I can’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth (it’s like this) This is easy when you just don’t give a fuck You don’t know what you’re talking aboutTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
