57 Disco Songtext

von Dressy Bessy

It's not my fault you've your level of short short change
You're handing it too much to the devil who forgot your name
Go cry in the sink for me 'cause that's where it ought to be done
It's a little peculiar when the symptom is your own pain
You're lending it too much to the switches that trap your brain
Don't don't try to pick for me (don't try to pick don't try to pick pick for me)
When you're that kind of sick of me
Invisible - belittling
Please don't try to wait for me - Heeeey, no!
You love it you know you got a tangle in your gold chain
You're loving it so much that the fellows say you're okay
So don't try to think for me (don't try to pick don't try to pick pick for me)
While you're runnin' away from me
Simplicity - eluding me
With that sort of bickering 1 - 2 - 3 - 4
Berated and flickering
Berated and flickering
It's a little bit predictable
Berated and flickering 1 - 2 - 3 - 4
With that sort of bickering