i'm a lowlife, lowlife and i've been here, caught standing still i've gotta play into my head, my head full of crap im a landfill
didn't understand i'm not talking now didn't understand for i know you well a pretty penny gets you trouble, gets you trouble but i had enough of that i kept on waiting on lies, on lies i kept waiting for a little tap didn't understand or a little "hey" didn't understand why can't you settle for that? thats where thats where that's where you're at i'm waiting on lies you're standing still i've got a play, play it my head i'm a landfill didn't understand i'm not talking now didn't understand i know you well
didn't understand i'm not talking now didn't understand i know you well well i've become yours like a lowlife i went in under your door like a lowlife, lowlife
Compositores: Brandt Gustav Peterson (BMI), Neil Gust (BMI), Steven Paul Smith (BMI), Tony LashEditores: Spent Bullets (BMI), Universal Music Careers (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #45531036 em 03/Ago/2024 com dados da UBEM