Текст и слова песни J Church – 210
Look at you, you're perfect,
Hoodie hanging just right,
Tattooed arm, cigarettes,
Unaware of your might
Yeah, sure, your pants are baggy,
And your mesmer-eyes are blue,
And you leave me feeling hollow,
As she makes plans with you
What do I have to offer?
Suicides and unhappy times,
Compared to your youthful wonder,
I'm just four tracks and shitty rhymes
Hoodie hanging just right,
Tattooed arm, cigarettes,
Unaware of your might
Yeah, sure, your pants are baggy,
And your mesmer-eyes are blue,
And you leave me feeling hollow,
As she makes plans with you
What do I have to offer?
Suicides and unhappy times,
Compared to your youthful wonder,
I'm just four tracks and shitty rhymes
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