dalys gone wrong - stapleton's solution: life is tough get a helmet lyrics
there’s a note hanging off from the bedpost,
reading west coast is the place that i am going.
i want the ocean rather than your cheekbones.
i know its cold but the way its got to be.
there’s a note hanging off from the bedpost,
reading west coast is the place that i am going.
i want the ocean rather than your cheekbones.
i know it’s cooold.
in all honest i wish i could change
the four letter word we use to explain ourselves.
we start the revolution give me some handcuffs,
some good times and something to laugh at.
she’s making me a soldier i’m on automatic
on target with nothing to fire back.
i’m always ready to fight i’m always ready
to bleed always ready to throw hands for anything.
i thought we were a hit waiting to happen and i thought we were the new wave transaction.
i cant blame the dj for not playing the song to wipe the crime scene from my chest.
i swear this is murder though my pulse is beamed the coroner says i’m not dead,
please tell the dj the suken failer claim is the sort that i have left,
we’re bursting dramatics turning skin into plastic and clothes into body bags
could start the revolution [2x]
in all honest i wish i could change
the four letter word we use to explain ourselves
could start the revolution give me some handcuffs,
some good times and something to laugh at.
she’s making me a soldier i’m on automatic
on target with nothing to fire back.
i’m always ready to fight i’m always ready
to be always ready to throw hands for anything.
[screaming ah]
you are my favorite person in the whole world.
wish i could hate it.
you are my favorite person in the whole wide world !
theres a note hanging off from the bedpost,
reading west coast is the place that i’m going.
i want the ocean rather than your cheekbones.
i know its cold but the way its got to be.
i thought we were five stars being directed.
i thought we were a best seller to be written.
i cant blame the dj for not playing the song to wipe the crime scene from my chest.
i swear this is murder though my pulse is beamed the coroner says i’m not dead,
please tell the dj the suken failer claim is the sort that i have left,
we’re bursting dramatics turning skin into plastic and clothes into body bags.
you are my favorite person in the whole world.
wish i could hate it.
you are my favorite person in the whole wide world !
in all honesty i wish i could change
the four letter word we use to explain ourselves.
i want the ocean. i want the ocean.
in all honesty i wish i could change
the four letter word we use to explain ourselves.
i want the ocean. i want the ocean …
rather than your cheekbones
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