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Artiste:
tuv
Titre:
I Wrote My Will Last Night
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Baby, I've been dealing only with something I know I always say it's nothing But I gotta stop this running I know you didn't see this coming But I've been dealing with something I can't name Lately, I've been feeling like I'm in a fucking game Crashing into walls 'cause my player has no aim And don't you dare say that you ever felt the same You think you know me, right? You is my homie, right? Nowhere to be found When I overdosed that night They see me through a glass So they never ask Hey, buddy Don't you think it's time to relax? (Ah) (Ah) (Ah) Never felt my faith run away so quick But angel numbers sure don't do the trick And maybе my decisions all make 'eHim sick Or maybе He thinks I'm gonna win Or maybe He thinks I'm a fuckin' prick Or maybe He thinks I don't fucking think Or maybe He thinks I'mm a fuckin' sink Or maybe He thinks I'mm a fuckin' sink And maybe I'm the "U" in T-U-V But I don't think I'll make it to see you and me And yes, you were right, I was a creep Makes sense I'm not someone you will keep (Ah) (Ah) (Ah) When I say I sold my soul, I mean that I gave it up To the internet, back when it was all fun Things I've gone through, only twenty-one All my family thinks that I'm the one Thinks that I'm the one Thinks that I'm the one But how do you think it feels when the pressure's on your son? Thinkin' of the feeling of a pressure of a gun Pressed against my temple for the stoppage of my lungs I've been tellin' them that they don't know who I am And maybe that's a good thing 'cause you'll never understand And maybe you need someone that can lend a helping hand But I got problems too, and feelings that I cram When I get nervous, I run away When I get scared, I run away When I see me, I run away When I see me, I stay away Maybe I'm not someone that you like, oh no Talkin' to myself this night, you know Do I really like this life, you know? I don't really like my life, you know? ([?]) (When I get nervous, I run away) (When I get scared, I run away) (When I see me, I run away) (When I see me, I stay away)