Letras

You're such a simple time So should forewarn You wanted everything But you got none You had a good thing But you want fun Shooting from the hip Withouth a gun Nobody cares what you are on You've got nothing to show Everyone knows how it goes All that glitters is gold You're such a juvenile You look so old You read up everything That you've been told Dont look the price Dont give me faux (dont get me false?) If something glitters It must be gold Nobody cares what you are on You got nothing to show Everyone knows how it goes All that glitters is gold (Probably wrong // greetz to de bois from Simon M)
Writer(s): Barnaby Courtney, Sam Bartle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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