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• Artiste: Sam Tompkins
• Titre: Whole
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I'm turnin' off my radio 'Cause I can't stand to know Why everything's so terrible I'm switchin' off my telephone It feels like a second home But I'm not sure it's that comfortable Got this world in our hands Like a pearl in a clam We're lettin' go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Why is everything so hopeless? Everybody's lost control I wish that I could fill this ocean size open hole How the hell are we still copin' When everybody feels so broke? I wish that I could fill this ocean size open hole But what do I know? I wanna go grab a megaphone And scream 'til my lungs are gone Wake up the world and let them know Ayy, ayy-ayy, yeah Can't just wait until you're older To take the weight up off your shoulders If it makes you cry You're probably doin' alright Got this world in our hands Like a pearl in a clam We're lettin' go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Why is everything so hopeless? Everybody's lost control I wish that I could fill this ocean size open hole How the hell are we still copin' When everybody feels so broke? I wish that I could fill this ocean size open hole But what the hell do I know? Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh But what the hell do I know? Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh But what the hell do I know? Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh But what the hell do I know? Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Why is everything so hopeless? Everybody's lost control I wish that I could fill this ocean size open hole How the hell are we still copin' When everybody feels so broke? I wish that I could fill this ocean size open hole