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• Artiste: Briston Maroney
• Titre: Poor Things
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I been really thinking 'bout blowing my life up Gettin' in the truck and gettin' rid of all my stuff But then I start thinkin' 'bout the ones I love The luxury of watching you wake up Nothing's free, but anything's enough Started staring at the sun, but at least I keep my eyes closed Lost my two best friends, got some new L.A. clothes Some people out there really got the nerve To tell you what you don't deserve My God, you poor thing You don't know what you don't know You don't know what you don't know And I won't let it slip away All the beauty and the pain It don't seem this way right now But it's getting better every day I wanna get stoned, drive slow through my hometown Play the old songs, get familiar with the old sound I miss the dog days with the boys in the van Ten dollar smokes in our broke hands My God, you poor thing, you find out when you find out And you don't know what you don't know And you don't know I won't let it slip away All the beauty and this pain It don't feel this way right now But I'm getting better every day I'm getting better every day