Текст (слова) песни: Kind Of Like Spitting - Timber
You`re the same old bore I know that, no need to remind me I know from experience that nothing gold can stay Numbers one or two, it all hits the same fan And I`m your biggest fan But it`s blurry from up here in the nosebleed seats And I`m so homesick, but I don`t know where I live And I can`t make things make sense And I don`t know how to give I feel this room collapsing, I feel the long, cold night ahead And I can hear you laughing when I`m driving all alone Looking for home In the tortured eyes of freeway That point away from sight in the night Oh babe fireflies in a line Self-loathing isn`t sexy, but you still somehow get laid And with nothing new to offer Thank God my eyes stay double-paid So I give arbitrary answers, but resent if you call them fake Self-demeaning, self-infected You said to get to paid Me and her been stranger Looks like my mother after my father After me, after me, after me, after me And I`m so homesick, but I don`t know where I live And I can`t make things make sense And I don`t know how to give So I feel my heart collapsing I feel the long, cold life ahead And I can hear you laughing when I`m driving all alone Looking for home
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