You could tell me Shhhhhh no no no... I could tell you
Oooouuuu You feeling sorry for yourself You think you got the weight of the world But the world don't wait for you
No ain't nobody seen you gone Like a game of telephone I know somebody got it wrong
Now that I'm human You say that I'm in the way I'm try broadcast every thing possible To keep the pain away But I repeat myself like history Was a novelty Yeah I repeat myself like mysteries Weren't lucid dreams
We all writing our story
Ouuuuuu You feeling sorry for yourself You think got the weight of the world But the world don't wait for you
No ain't nobody seen you gone Like a game of telephone Tell me what I gotta lose
You said it was a movie I wanted nothing real or personal around me I'm invested in that now
I hate the way it feels it's never fair But I still wanna call it common ground I got a spiel for everybody hurting me
Ouuuuu If I were lost in the woods If I had a loss for the words If I had peace with the worst Then the gin wasn't strong enough So you saying that you him Might even take it on the chin Just to lose it on a whim We're all looking for glory
Ouuuuu You feeling sorry for yourself You know I hate to break the news But the news might break itself
Ouuuuu No ain't nobody seen you gone Like a game of telephone I know somebody got it wrongTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
