歌詞

Maybe I'm the one making the kids fat I thought I'd be fat first so I'm pretty happy about that And I don't feel as bad as I should And maybe that's why I'm glad for performative guilt What do you think I'm gunna be like when I'm 50 I think I'll look the part I don't think I'll stomach it easily The best part of my years will make my patience wear thin So I'll just spend the rest Cataloguing my sins Boredom you wouldn't write Boredom will not let go Boredom you wouldn't write Boredom will not let go Boredom you wouldn't write Boredom will not let go Boredom you wouldn't write Boredom will not let go A pale imitation of my own decision And I feel a fissure between my head and my body A leak in my honesty All eyes are upon me A pale imitation of my own decision A pale imitation of my own decision And I feel a fissure between my head and my body A leak in my honesty All eyes are upon me A pale imitation of my own decision
Writer(s): Samuel James Evans, Callum Andreas Francis, Anton Mocock, Jack David Allan Looker, Caleb Declan Remnant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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