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Huxlee - Ugly şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Huxlee

albüm: Appetite


I get ugly when I look at you
When I crack my smile, think about gettin' even
In the courtyard, where I'd kick you in your teeth
I can't remember when I got so mean
Or when shame started calling all the shots
Making plays like a curled up cobra striking at my feet
And on the way down to my grave
I'll white-knuckle hold you down
Burst my vessel like the Fourth of July
And you won't feel it at all
And it's all me, it's only ever me
A conch that doesn't wanna be tossed
And turned and crushed to make a beach
And I can't help but feel a little used
As she rambles on about you brother and you
And all your old days
I'll white-knuckle hold me down
Burst my vessels like the Fourth of July
And I can't feel you at all
Burst my vessels like the Fourth of July
And I can't feel you at all
♪
And I can't feel you at all
(What do I want from you, my only ever friend?)
I can't feel, I can't feel

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