Songteksten

Who runs the show Who runs the show Who runs the show Who runs the show who hands out the suspensions I need a lesson in mishap prevention Young boy who can't hear must feel A masochist you know the deal I rarely listen, I forgot to mention And I'm in need of a damn intervention Young boy who can't hear must feel A masochist you know the deal Pain is inevitable Misery's a choice Pain is inevitable Misery's a choice Now I'm a product, that must turn a profit Something to prove, I'm a god, I'm a prophet Tryna be something that's real Comes at a price, that's the deal Against my better judgment I agreed to something Too deep to turn back I'll deal with it in the afterlife Young n- done paid the price Feels good to be nice Pain is inevitable Misery is a choice Pain is inevitable Misery's a choice What if tonight Lucifer comes for you Turns out your light, your light I hope, you're right (yeah) 'Cause nobody wants to be (I don't wanna be alone for the rest of my life, baby) Alone for life, life (maybe a little bit) So long, sweet boy (oh, fuck) (Baby, look what they did to me, baby) you, will be missed Sweet as candy, soft as a kiss (look what they did to me, I used to be so sweet) (Smiling all the time, we keep going through shit) So long sweet boy You, you will be missed (I used to be a child) (I just wanna be a child again) Sweet as candy, soft as a kiss (so, don't pull the birds) (I miss my innocence, I miss trusting people) (I used to trust) (Look what they did to me, baby)
Writer(s): Mark Ronson, Ashton Dumar Simmonds, Dylan Wiggins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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