Try not to think out loud What I'm thinkin' about I'm looking at the sky While laying on the ground Try not to think out loud Try not to think out loud But I made up my mind I'm walking down the corridor waitin' in line Tell me whatcha gonna do when I'm through with you 'Cause everything you do is just Is just seven little words for a shitty excuse And if I'm a little kid, then you're a little man What's a seven letter word for I'm doing what I can? And I mean it, baby Whats a seven dollar word for I mean it, boy? Whoa whoa oh oh whoa
Fine time to be on your mind Good friends are hard to find Whoa whoa whoa oh whoa I could see, but now I'm blind Good luck is hard to find Yeah yeah yeah ah
Don't wanna grow up old Don't wanna die alone Fuck doing what you're told, yeah yeah yeah Try not to think out loud
Fine time to be on your mind Good friends are hard to find Yeah yeah yeah ah I could see, but now I'm blind Good fuck is hard to find Whoa whoa whoa oh whoaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
