Songtexte 95 - D. Mitchell

Pretty shy guy, never saying hi
Feel a lot of things, but we never cry
Hope to get the courage, it never arrives
Broken kids, speedin' down ninety-five
If we cross paths, it's a bumpy ride
Run it through my head 'bout a million times
I say hey, she say hey, and we okay

December, two-thousand and eighteen
I finally figured out what love means
I think it's crazy people go to that extreme and I won't sip the kool-aid, pass the Hi-C
I finally figured out how to be me
It cost to be a g
Forever-21, nah, forever I am free
Spontaneous decisions, like blowing my whole tuition
Poof, poof, it's gone, but I am not no magician
Seek therapy for revisions
Then, come running to mama's for piece of that home-made chicken
He's a mama's boy
Maybe that's why he don't trust women
Wish you saw the boy
Grown, but still playing the victim
Pity, pity, pity, the world fucked your feelings
Better take some penicillin
I'm not the bad guy, so don't treat me like the villain
And I'm not the sad guy, I'm just pretty shy, never saying hi, never saying hi

Never saying hi
Never saying hi
Only goodbyes
Hate it when we cry, yeah
Not really there
Feel like I'm here, but I'm not really there
Yeah

Pretty shy guy, never saying hi
Feel a lot of things, but we never cry
Hope to get the courage, it never arrives
Broken kids, speedin' down ninety-five
If we cross paths, it's a bumpy ride
Run it through my head 'bout a million times
I say hey, she say hey, and we okay

Say yah, yah (Yah, yah)
Yah, yah (Yah, yah)
Yah, yah (Yah, yah)
Yah, yah (Yah, yah)

Say yah, yah (Yah, yah)
Yah, yah (Yah, yah)
Yah, yah (Yah, yah)
Yah, yah