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All my life I've been bottled up. Always living by the half-assed cup. Afraid of people saying I'm fucked up. I know that I'm fucked up. I like my coffee with a vodka chaser. Drink it with a swig to calm my nerves. I ain't talking cotton candy stuff, you know shit Gets rough. 'Cause I don't need your prayer for luck. I'm just fine with what I got. I'll be up all night, firefly. Working hard enough. I don't need to prove you wrong. You will see it soon, I know. 'Cause I'll be up all night, firefly. Working off the clock. Hey, hey. My shock worth the volts, I've been telling you Love. Hey, hey. I do my own shit with it, I want Done so. Hey, I don't need your clothes, I've been telling you No. Hey, hey. See brothers smoke a joint, bang it on oh. What'd you say? Mr. Answer What'd you say? You're happy 'bout the fancy things you bought. What'd Just let me tell you that don't mean A lot when that's all you got. 'Cause when you're talking, I hear blah, blah, Blah. Like my coffee a little bit stronger. Like my nights a little bit longer. Like me better, little bipolar. I like a sip in the morning, I skip On it. I don't need your prayer for luck. I'm just fine with what I got. I'll be up all night, firefly. Working hard enough. I don't need to prove you wrong. You will see it soon, I know. 'Cause I'll be up all night, firefly. Working off the clock. Hey, hey. My shock worth the volts, I've been telling you Love. Hey, I do my own shit with it, I want Done so. Hey, hey. I don't need your clothes, I've been telling you No. Hey, Hey. See brothers smoke a joint, bang it on With you, I get way too high, never sober Up. You seen the shit that I've been on, Yeah, it's a lot. I'm twenty-something aiming for the top. You can say just what you want in your White fence prop. Big old house and a Volvo Car. But pony, you don't even know what does It matter, oh. Pointing fingers just 'cause I'm a dreamer so. I dye my hair pink and tough to remind You. Hey, hey. My shock worth the volts, I've been telling you Love. Hey, hey. I do my own shit with it, I want It done so. Hey. I don't need your clothes, I've been telling You no. Hey, hey. See my brothers smoke a joint, bang it on With you, oh.
Kaz — Tellin' You
«Tellin' You» — Kaz. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:08. Жанр — Поп.
