paroles de chanson My 3 Friends - BLANKTS

Singing
That thing she did
To walk her to and from classes
To fill the blank in

Inside voice
With her outdoor shoes
Her year sounds just like a MadLab
She's not amused

Songs
Knotted in his hair
He rule like nobodies business
Meals missed his dinnerware

Chalkboard walls
Friends we sit inside
Notes fly about
And he's gotten it in there just like butterflies

Piano
That thing that he loved
You hear about God giving talents
Well here is one of 'em

Finger painted keys
He sits in a tree
Unreachable but he was still
L-O-V-A-B-L-E

My three friends
My silly, silly friends
They're so different in color
But boy, do they blend

Shit went down
And I hit the wall
I'm tired of board games
My heart aches
I don't want this at all