paroles de chanson
Big
time
losers
Feeling
like
shooters
Can't
see
anything
past
the
info
that
we
taught
us
Shit
where
we
eat
And
hit
where
we
miss
Anything
sweeter
than
a
slap
before
a
kiss?
Today
i'll
be
nice
cause
it'll
serve
me
for
later
Show
me
what
you
got
my
ears
open
(But
I'm
better)
Time
is
stretching
when
I
want
loud
to
be
thicker
Time
is
running
out
when
I
need
to
split
quicker
Air
is
getting
hot
but
its
only
cause
it
hotter
(Everyday)
Air
is
running
out
but
its
only
cause
I'm
blonder
(Everyday)
I
flex
and
I
flex
till
there's
nothing
else
left
I
mess
and
I
crack
till
I
get
what
I
get
Everybody
feeling
like
a
pop
star
The
next
day
they're
the
daughter
Of
a
soft
carrying
mother
Everybody
feeling
like
a
pop
star
Everybody
feeling
like
a
pop
star
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