Farm
I've seen your type before and I'll see it a thousand times more.
It's people like you I'm glad to see go so let me walk you to the goddamn door.
You think you're the it but you ain't sh*t.
You're nothing but a two bit hypocrite.
You think your hot stuff and you think you're tough.
But wearing Doc Marten's just ain't enough.
Just shut your trap I'm sick of your crap.
Another word from you and I might just snap.
You think you're hardcore but where were you before?
Were you busy breakdancing on the foor?
I've seen your type before and I'll see
It's people like you I'm glad to see go so let me walk you to the goddamn door.
You think you're the it but you ain't sh*t.
You're nothing but a two bit hypocrite.
You think your hot stuff and you think you're tough.
But wearing Doc Marten's just ain't enough.
Just shut your trap I'm sick of your crap.
Another word from you and I might just snap.
You think you're hardcore but where were you before?
Were you busy breakdancing on the foor?
I've seen your type before and I'll see
Lotto karamba Reservations
How can I convince you it's me I don't like
And not be so indifferent to the look in your eyes
When I've always been distant
and I've always told lies for love
I'm bound by these choices so hard to make
I'm bound by the feeling so easy to fake
None of this is real enough to take me from you
Oh I've got reservations
about so many things
but not about you
I know this isn't what you were wanting me to say
How can I get closer and be further away
From the truth that proves it's beautiful to lie
I've got reservations
about so many things
but not about you
I've reservations
about so many things
but not about you
not about you
not about you
not about you
not about you