letra de wut / math - no more sports
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[intro]
the things you find after 20 hours of petting the same giraffe
[chorus]
who said i got to know math to be math?
who said i need to get you away from the punk
you got a sweet tooth
don’t touch my baby, or give her drugs
[hook]
what’s even the point
of sitting down when everyone is standing up
i couldn’t tell you
yeah
russia, new york
[verse]
if i could go back, i wouldn’t have got a strat
and if you’re rude, you’re not bad
so don’t let them try to tell you that
math
if they f-ck up it’s on them (it’s on them)
and if i lose my voice, i wanted to scream
[outro]
they don’t care if it’s right, they just want to be right
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