What I lack in direction
I can match in perspective
I’m hard wired for catching small game
And I’ll play ball
Yeah I won’t let em know that they rotten
Naw I’m rooting for em!
Who you gonna choose? It’s a hot one
And we’re all leaving it on the hardwood
Whatever happened to you
It only happened to you
So do what you must
Just don’t to it to us
We’re all on the bus dude
What’s the fuss
(shuffle)
You said it like you knew it
You said it like you knew it for a fact but it didn’t happen
(you said it like you’d do it in a flash but it never happened)
You said it like you had just read it in a book
But i knеw I shoulda took a look too well, well
Guess i lack a profеssion
Guess i lack an address
Guess its out of the question
I just got the impression
(4 floor)
What you need from me
As fas i can see
There’s nothing
As far as the eye can see
I concede, i concede
Im conceited
You gave me loving that i never knew i needed
But she brought it so she’s got it in the bag
Got me eating out the palm of her hand
Like a pomeranian, bopping heads and singing boparan
She want a hot australian
I put a stop to that, i said
“we’ll be the robber barons
Who they cough it up to til they come prepared”
So don’t act sentimental
When the friend of my enemy’s
An enemy to everyone he meets for all time
I’m sorry, that sh#t just wasn’t authorized
You can almost see the water in their eyes
What you’re feeling is real
And that still doesn’t mean its a big deal
Its all piling up
And you fire another one off like
I’ve been trying find one
And you’ve been sighing all the ride home
I whip up storms for everyone
Cause everyone
Tells their life story to me
What you need from me
As fas i can see
There’s nothing
As far as the eye can see
I concede, i concede
Im conceited
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