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letra de joe shmoe's nose - yung skrrt

(-sniff-, -sniff- -sniff- f-ck)

i hate my nose (i hate my nose)
i hate my nose (i hate my nose)
i hate my nose (i hate my nose)
i can’t stop f-ckin sneezin
f-ck, hate my nose (i hate my nose)
if anybody knows it better be beyonce knowles
what’s gonna happen when they make it nose goes?
i can’t trust my nose so they gonna turn me back into joe shmoe (not joe shmoe, f-ck)
man that blows (man that blows)
i ain’t even gotta be whisperin right now its just for show
yeah man who knows

eh, yeah man who goes thеre?
just as useful as painting my nose hair
but i feel my soul in thеre
(what if i, what if i, what if i)
what if i told you that there’s nothin left to show in there?
i can feel the rain
my nose, my gut, my pores, my lungs
runnin round breakin to the pain
make it make sense, make it all right
make it all up, make it go up, make it go

(oh sh-t)
you don’t gotta take the fun outta that sh-t (f-ck you)
you gonna go ahead and spoil all that sh-t (f-ck you)
back trackin with your track backin with your back trackin like a _ (f-ck you)
feelin good feelin bad every other day which one is it
when i was kid it was a trouble to go outside and play with a stick
when i was a kid i burned n-sync no strings attached to a disc two weeks before it came out
i was a pirate then i saw the vision
back then i thought it was nuclear fission
wish i could make my nose shut up (shut up)
shut up (shut up)
shut the f-ck up
i hate my nose (i hate my nose)
i hate my nose (i hate my nose)
i hate my nose (i hate my nose)
i can’t stop f-ckin sneezin
f-ck, hate my nose (i hate my nose)
if anybody knows it better be beyonce knowles
what’s gonna happen when they make it nose goes?
i can’t trust my nose so they gonna turn me back into joe shmoe (not joe shmoe, f-ck)
man that blows (man that blows)
i ain’t even gotta be whisperin right now its just for show
yeah man who knows

eh, yeah man who goes there?
just as useful as painting my nose hair
but i feel my soul in there
(what if i, what if i, what if i)
what if i told you that there’s nothin left to show in there?
i can feel the rain
my nose, my gut, my pores, my lungs
runnin round breakin to the pain
make it make sense, make it all right
make it all up, make it go up, make it go

- yung skrrt

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