Sept

Kishore Kumar Hits — Sept - Racecar Bed şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Sept

albüm: Going Going, Gone/Racecar Bed

I gotta get up and out of bed
But I'd rather be dead
Than pushing myself today
I push on my board
To escape this and more
Cause it's a chore
And it's a fucking bore
To be alone, alone
Alone, alone
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
I gotta get up and out my head
Cause I just can't
Deal with your shit today
The feelings gone
And it's been way to long
You should go
And don't come back anymore
Cause what could I do to you?
I gotta get up and out my grave
But I just hate
The way you look at me
It's not the same
As you did way back when
Lets give in
And let's just call it quits
You're alone, alone
Alone, alone
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
And what could I do to you?

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