letra de feral - alex unknown
what’s he doing, he’s a square, he’s a square
where’s he going, why’s he there, why’s he there
this ain’t a movie, no premiere, no premiere
get him back in line, we smell his fear, smell his fear
mood’s changing faster than method actors
try hard but i’ve never been much of a singer
i’ll make the mold fit if i have to
these are the best years of my life
go and try that, ha, go and try that
50 on a bet he’s all talk and no game
got no aim, got no name
chained to the sink, he’s a freak for it
i’m in the kitchen, i’m on the drink
i’m on the island, i’m on the sink
who am i kidding, i’m on some fiction
make it happen little one have some conviction
you’re indestructible, ready like a lunchable
just as irresistible, dare say irreplaceable
never been a miss-able, doubt is inadmissible
you’re a king, you’re the man
(young,) so why’s it feel like i’ll die alone
(young,) so why’s it feel like life is overblown
(young,) so why’ve i been thinking of my memory
unmade in what’s to be, to be another
(unknown,) thirst rising faster than the tides
(known,) have my drink ready when i arrive
(young,) thought i was above that beast that makes a play for everyone
(unknown,) fear guide me to the light
(oh sh-t)
okay, on second thought
i’m ’boutta spill my guts
not talking liquid i’m
talking ‘bout – wait hold up
(oh my god)
okay on second thought, i’m ’boutta spill my guts
not talkin’ liquid i’m talkin’ ‘bout wait, hold up
okay on second thought, i’m ‘boutta spill my guts
i’m insecure as f-ck, i don’t know what i want
i wanna live it up, i wanna, i wanna
make peace with my reflection
k!ll the urge for correction
k!ll the need for projection
k!ll the id and be perfect
this is my victory lap, watch the relapse
i don’t relax, if i’m working it’s till i collapse
grindin my -ss
till there’s nothing but the hip bone, harder than flintstones
skipping pebbles into pools of jack daniels
no spidey senses guiding me, solo cups ain’t pokeb-lls
runescape didn’t prepare me for learning how to mix drinks
three parts corona, two parts gin
one part down the middle of a sweaty face
little virgin bears the stain on a white shirt
speakers got the boom, pupils like the moon
middle of june, does he make two-two
young animal finds out soon
he doesn’t look too good, doesn’t look too good
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