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• Artiste: Modern Baseball
• Titre: See Ya, Sucker
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I reckon you grew up in a town that said “reckon” all the time All your time so vile yet concrete And I heard little rumors here and there Little peeps that you may never leave Well here goes nothing I mean everything Finger crossed every morning After a night of no sleep wondering if it will ever be me But, I guess I’m doing just fine Texting you “sup”s and “heyy”s With a smile or winky face hoping to get the same But I won’t fucking wait for you to stop lingering You’ve got to clingy to this town To this town that you supposedly hate And though it kills me to say If you get stuck then I’m just gonna’ leave See ya, Sucker On the corner of Canal and Broadway Where that huge signs says love me Shrouded in graffiti and the stench of weed My heart just started screaming “What if she just never leaves” If you get stuck I’m just gonna’ go on without you Yeah, it’s shredding me in half But I’m not gonna’ lose you And me too And I reckon you grew up in a town that said “reckon” all the time But what gives you the right to wreck everything