The Event (feat. Jon Josep Snaebjornsson)

I’m writing a song

I’m writing bout everything that’s wrong With us

Cause deep inside

I know you must understand me

Im making a scene

 I'm gonna need everyone to see The truth

How sick you are

With all the things you do to me

You tell me to be grateful But i never asked to be born So you’re wrong

Boo hoo hoo

I don’t want be you hoo hoo You don’t even like yourself So how do you expect me to Look up to you?

Boo hoo hoo

I don’t want to be you hoo hoo Try not to hate yourself

With your stupid clothes

And your fake ass nose

Remember the day?

The day you took everything away From me

From both of us

With all the things you said to him

You threw out his clothes

You told him to leave this house at once You went

and slammed the door

said “you won’t see that boy no more”

HE IS ONLY TWENTY FOUR (HE IS ONLY TWENTY FOUR) AND I AM SO MATURE

(AND I AM SO MATURE)

HE IS ONLY TWENTY FOUR HE IS ONLY TWENTY FOUR AND I AM SO MATURE

You tell me to be grateful

But i never asked to be born So you’re wrong

Boo hoo hoo

I don’t want be you hoo hoo You don’t even like yourself

So how you expect me to Look up to you?

Boo hoo hoo

I don’t want to be you hoo hoo Try not to hate yourself

sss your stupid clothes

And your fake ass nose (bitch)