Letras

It's been three whole days since I've slept The sidewalk twists and turns The subs from the truck wake the neighborhood up But the buzz warms up my bed Dreams or real life? I can't decide what I like The time is running either way The flies are in the house, I hear them making the rounds And they go something like this Gotta work, gotta serve, gotta commit to the curse A thought would only get in the way Everything's a joke, but the bear has been poked Leave your pack on, we're playing dead again It doesn't matter, climb the ladder in your Sunday's best The city's got a sermon for you But wait, hold on, I'm not ready to exist in this setting I gotta run it by my bathroom mirror And it's telling me Whoa (let me at 'em, let me at 'em) Let me, let me (let me at 'em, let me) Let me pick at your face Le-le-le-let (let me at 'em, let me at 'em) Let me, let me (let me at 'em, let me) Let me pick at your face Le-le-le-let (let me at 'em, let me at 'em) Let me, let me (let me at 'em, let me) Let me pick at your face I see the blemish and the bags and recollections at hand You gotta let me pick at your face I got a bone to pick with your face later Feeling heavy like a levee in my broke down Chevy I barely made it up the hill There's no time for tired, let's defrost with a lighter Take the world on, we're feeling alive again It doesn't matter, like the latter, every day is the same The time is running either way Got the keys in the ignition, we could bust through our mission And drive away from our aches and pains Weekends last forever when you make it out that way Whoa (let me at 'em, let me at 'em) Let me, let me (let me at 'em, let me) Let me pick at your face Le-le-le-let (let me at 'em, let me at 'em) Let me, let me (let me at 'em, let me) Let me pick at your face Yeah-yeah-yeah (let me at 'em, let me at 'em) Let me, let me (let me at 'em, let me) Let me pick at your face I see the blemish and the bags, and recollections at hand You gotta let me pick at your face I got a bone to pick with your face So we can cover up the aches and pains It's been three whole days
Writer(s): Valentina Zapata Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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