Songtexte Makin My Own - Styles

Yeah its all introspective
Take another trip into the mind of the reckless
Yeah its quiet in my mentions
Failure not an option but its stock and effective
The Cuffs fuzzy you up on me with nothing on but
All the little switches in your brain
Enough from me I'm not fronting I'm just hungry for
Head to toe every second every day
You say that getting enough is getting too much
And I should be givin a fuck probably listenin up
Commonly know as a drunk blunts and chopping it up
With the kind of wild-a-bunch
I'm in the county by lunch if your cowardice comes
Now when I stunt
I don't need a blow up or a floatie like you other wanna be punks
So no fibbing the lids and the covers are off
You can call me Styles and I'm comin for blood you moth-a

Ill never bow down
To none of your idols
None of your idols
Im too busy making my own
Making my own yeah
I'm making my own I'm making
Making my own yeah
I'm making my own I'm making
Ill never sell out
To none of your prices
None of your prices
Im too busy making my own

Making my own yeah I'm making my own I'm Making
Making my own yeah I'm making my own I'm Making
Making my own yeah I'm making my own I'm making
I'll never bow down I'll never sell out
Making my own yeah I'm making my own I'm making
I'll never bow down no I'll never sell out
Making my own yeah I'm making my own I'm Making
Making my own yeah I'm making my own I'm Making
Making my own yeah I'm making my own I'm making
I'll never bow down no I'll never sell out