letra de high school - guccihighwaters
[hook]
i used to be cool
i used to be new
just like you told me that time in school
we could cut cl-ss
we could hold hands
we could go to prom, but i can’t really dance
[verse 1]
you used to let me copy
cause i would never study
you used to text me every day and tell me i was funny
i was the shy kid
sitting in silence
fell on my face pick me up keep me smiling
[chorus]
i met you in the summer
everything i wanted
after time p-ssed started feeling like a puppet
you could throw me away
when the colours fade
i’ll be back in your arms on another day
i met you in the summer
everything i wanted
after time p-ssed started feeling like a puppet
you could throw me away
when the colours fade
i’ll be back in your arms on another day
[verse 2]
then you got new friends
left the old ones
but the new ones
not the best ones
you said that you met one
at your college
he’s an alcoholic
if we’re really being honest
they don’t really care about you like i do
and every time i tell you that you think i’m tryna fight you
i’m not tryna fight you
take me back to high school
said you wanna die i guess i’ll just say goodbye too
[chorus]
i met you in the summer
everything i wanted
after time p-ssed started feeling like a puppet
you could throw me away
when the colours fade
i’ll be back in your arms on another day
i met you in the summer
everything i wanted
after time p-ssed started feeling like a puppet
you could throw me away
when the colours fade
i’ll be back in your arms on another day
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- lansky lyvine › letra de faut bara - lansky lyvine
- robert earl keen › letra de mariano intro - robert earl keen
- franz nicolay › letra de z for zachariah - franz nicolay
- ths klika › letra de rówieśnicy - ths klika
- dehmo › letra de ying et yang - dehmo
- gina › letra de auf die männer, die ich liebte - gina
- jay lonzo › letra de the check in - jay lonzo
- carlos paiao › letra de vinho do porto (vinho de portugal) - carlos paião