Letra

If you showed me your body, do you think that I'd like it? Would you stand up there proudly? Would you feel like you're dying? I don't care if your jeans don't fit that well So don't be hiding, I am not that bothered by The stuff you're fighting, for no other reason Than it makes it more exciting, you don't have to sell it I am sold, so give me all your garbage and your gold If I opened your wallet, what would I discover? Are you cashed up or struggling with a hole in your pocket? If it's bad, the I relate You should see the junk I spend my money on So don't be hiding, I am not that bothered by The stuff you're fighting, for no other reason That it makes it more exciting, you don't have to sell it I am sold, so give me all your garbage and your gold Oh, don't be hiding, I am not that bothered by The stuff you're fighting, for no other reason That it makes it more exciting, you don't have to sell it I am sold, so give me all your garbage and your gold So don't think twice, I'm not that nice It's just the way I feel for you and any other Don't be hiding, I am not that bothered by The stuff you're fighting, for no other reason That it makes it more exciting, you don't have to sell it I am sold, so give me all your garbage and your gold
Writer(s): Hannah Joy Cameron Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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