Feel I've wrapped and went around myself I feel like only hope is on the shelf This existential vacuum is my bedroom Like that is where I'll sit and watch the clouds loom
No I can't remember when Everything was fine with friends If I knew that you Would stick here with me I would let you win
But I won't I'll sit around the house In a mope Pick up the phone and go "It's so good" And then sit back I need my feelings Like a dope I copy every line That they wrote The tie around my neck Is a rope And I won't ever know The meaning
Promise that it's gonna be okay And I should just get up and find a way But you have never done something like this before So how the fuck would you know what it's good for?
No you can't remember when I was ever fine with friends If I knew that you Could stick here with me I would let you win
But you won't Just sit around the house In your mope Pick up the phone and go "That's so good" And then sit back I need your feelings Fucking joke I tear up every rule That you broke And throw a mountain Into your moat Pull up in sweats and play Some guitar
No I won't I'll sit around the house No I won't I'll sit around the house No I won't I'll sit around the house No I won't I'll sit around the house In a mopeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
