Paroles de la chanson PICK AT YOUR FACE par YUNGATITA
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Paroles de la chanson PICK AT YOUR FACE par YUNGATITA
It's been three whole days since I've slept
The sidewalk twists and turns
The subs from the truck wake the neighborhood up
But the buzz warms up my bed
Dreams or real life? I can't decide what I like
The time is running either way
The flies are in the house, I hear them making the rounds
And they go something like this
Gotta work, gotta serve, gotta commit to the curse
A thought would only get in the way
Everything's a joke but the bear has been poked
Leave your pack on, we're playing dead again
It doesn't matter, climb the ladder in your Sunday's best
The sidewalk twists and turns
The subs from the truck wake the neighborhood up
But the buzz warms up my bed
Dreams or real life? I can't decide what I like
The time is running either way
The flies are in the house, I hear them making the rounds
And they go something like this
Gotta work, gotta serve, gotta commit to the curse
A thought would only get in the way
Everything's a joke but the bear has been poked
Leave your pack on, we're playing dead again
It doesn't matter, climb the ladder in your Sunday's best
The city's got a sermon for you
But wait, hold on, I'm not ready to exist in this setting
I gotta run it by my bathroom mirror
And it's telling me
Woah (Let me at 'em, let me at 'em)
Let me, let me (Let me at 'em, let me)
Let me pick at your face
Le-Le-Le-Let (Let me at 'em, let me at 'em)
Let me, let me (Let me at 'em, let me)
Let me pick at your face
Le-Le-Le-Let (Let me at 'em, let me at 'em)
Let me, let me (Let me at 'em, let me)
Let me pick at your face
I see the blemish and the bags and recollections at hand
But wait, hold on, I'm not ready to exist in this setting
I gotta run it by my bathroom mirror
And it's telling me
Woah (Let me at 'em, let me at 'em)
Let me, let me (Let me at 'em, let me)
Let me pick at your face
Le-Le-Le-Let (Let me at 'em, let me at 'em)
Let me, let me (Let me at 'em, let me)
Let me pick at your face
Le-Le-Le-Let (Let me at 'em, let me at 'em)
Let me, let me (Let me at 'em, let me)
Let me pick at your face
I see the blemish and the bags and recollections at hand
You gotta let me pick at your face
I got a bone to pick with your face later
Feeling heavy like a levee in my broke down Chevy
I barely made it up the hill
There's no time for tired, let's defrost with a lighter
Take the world on, we're feeling alive again
It doesn't matter, like the latter, every day is the same
The time is running either way
Got the keys in the ignition, we could bust through our mission
And drive away from our aches and pains
Weekends last forever when you make it out that way
I got a bone to pick with your face later
Feeling heavy like a levee in my broke down Chevy
I barely made it up the hill
There's no time for tired, let's defrost with a lighter
Take the world on, we're feeling alive again
It doesn't matter, like the latter, every day is the same
The time is running either way
Got the keys in the ignition, we could bust through our mission
And drive away from our aches and pains
Weekends last forever when you make it out that way
Woah (Let me at 'em, let me at 'em)
Let me, let me (Let me at 'em, let me)
Let me pick at your face
Le-Le-Le-Let (Let me at 'em, let me at 'em)
Let me, let me (Let me at 'em, let me)
Let me pick at your face
Yeah-yeah-yeah (Let me at 'em, let me at 'em)
Let me, let me (Let me at 'em, let me)
Let me pick at your face
I see the blemish and the bags, and recollections at hand
You gotta let me pick at your face
I got a bone to pick with your face
So we can cover up the aches and pains
It's been three whole days
Let me, let me (Let me at 'em, let me)
Let me pick at your face
Le-Le-Le-Let (Let me at 'em, let me at 'em)
Let me, let me (Let me at 'em, let me)
Let me pick at your face
Yeah-yeah-yeah (Let me at 'em, let me at 'em)
Let me, let me (Let me at 'em, let me)
Let me pick at your face
I see the blemish and the bags, and recollections at hand
You gotta let me pick at your face
I got a bone to pick with your face
So we can cover up the aches and pains
It's been three whole days
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