Lyrics

Stand Out Four hundred goods can barely make a sound One weird has found Chase the clout Gnawing at my bones I'm fucking stressed out Conception of my purpose crumbles Are you what you want? Are you what you want? Are you what you want? Are you what you want? Are you what you want? Are you what you want? Are you what you want? Are you what you want?
Writer(s): Wilson Rahn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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