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• Artiste: Huron John
• Titre: Butter
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(Haha!) (Yeah) (You hurt me) (Yeah) (You hurt me, you hurt me, you hurt me) I can't be alone, I'm a Libra Call me on the phone All I need a love to hold me down, down, a-down, down Love to hold me (Yeah) down, down, a-down, down Ooo, woah-oh Never fit in, since the early elementary Used to mow the lawn, so I could cop the new Nintendo Wii (Haha!) 2008 was so easy-breezy I love the way that you lead me, tease me (Yeah) To you, I be drawn (I be, I-I be drawn) I know I get too attached I'm the realest you know that But, I never say, "Hello," (Yeah) 'cause my confidence is low (Yeah) Treated like some ripped up denim Baby, could you learn to sew? How can I fall in love when my brain'll tell me, "No"? Nervous, so I hit unsend Close it, but I hope you know That I really wanna try you, but I'm to afraid to fail (Yeah) Should I leave a message? I can't be alone, I'm a Libra (Yeah) Call me on the phone All I need a love to hold me (Haha!) down, down, a-down, down Love to hold me (Yeah) down, down, a-down, down Ooo, woah-oh Codependency, I'm happy when you're happy (You hurt me, you hurt me) Codependency, I'm happy when you're happy (You hurt me, you hurt me) Codependency, I'm happy when you're happy I can't be alone, I can't, I can't be alone La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la-la Days spent in principal's office, I was the class clown Even the people who make the laughter tend to feel down Social situations overwhelm me so like it nameless 'Cause I got acne, I guess I'll never be famous then I can't be alone, I'm a Libra (Yeah) Call me on the phone All I need a love to hold me down, down, a-down, down Love to hold me down, down, a-down, down Ooo, woah-oh (You hurt me, you hurt me) (You hurt me, you hurt me) I butter my toast, sap on the side To be frank, worlds collide