Tytuł: Good Lives

• Wykonawca: Eve 6
• Wyświetleń: 182

Theres a plastic toy four door in the cereal box and
  Hes licking off the sugar off the breakfast if chumps
  Promise that forever we will never get better at growing up and learning to lie
  There is no floor 13 theres not even a second story
  You got one to tell and its sad as hell
  Promise that forever we will never get better at growing up and learning to lie
  Grad school kid with wall street glim
  Got a suit and a tie and a record with winners
  Promise that forever we will never get better at growing up and learning to lie
  
  Im on my way back home now
  Good lives are gold, like the oldest story
  Will mine be told while im still young and horney
  I know my role is to be a confusion
  Set the clock back when Im growing old
  
  This kid came over and I let him crash
  But he went into my wallet and he grabbed my cash
  Promise that forever we will never get better at growing up and learning to lie
  And the good girlfriend she turned me in
  I was lying with my eyes about adultery sin
  Promise that forever we will never get better at growing up and learning to lie
  Im on my way back home now
  Good lives are gold, like the oldest story
  Will mine be told while im still young and horney
  I know my role is to be a confusion
  Set the clock back when Im growing old
  
  Never wanted to be like you or all the rest
  Ive always been the first one to settle for second best
  I never wanted to be I never wanted to be I never wanted to be
  Like you
  
  Good lives are gold, like the oldest story
  Will mine be told while im still young and horney
  I know my role is to be a confusion
  Set the clock back when Im growing old
  Promise that forever we will never get better at growing up and learning to lie x4