Banks

1998

Imprimir canciónEnviar corrección de la canciónEnviar canción nuevafacebooktwitterwhatsapp

I'm not the reason you're looking for redemption
You cut some swings and everything will fade away
You tried to use some physical connection
There's nothing left for you to say
By the way

We used to be friends
We used to be in a circle
I don't understand
What have I become to you?
Take my good word
Turn it backwards, turn your back on me
Is it absurd for me to hurt
When everything else is fading?

Just look at what you've done
Promised you'd scratch my back but you stabbed my back
And even if you were then your soul'd be black
Because of what you said

We used to be friends (we used to be friends)
You think you're so in a circle (we used to be in a circle)
Like I don't understand (I don't understand)
It goes to my head, head

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Take my good word (oh)
(Yeah) turn it backwards
(Yeah) turn your back on me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Is it absurd for me to hurt (oh, yeah)
(Yeah) when everything else is fading? (yeah, yeah, yeah)


Autor(es): ,Chet Faker