paroles de chanson Bloom - Crying

I can't bring myself to do it
I can't operate a car
I can't drive a car
I am no good

I can't bring myself to learn it
I can't get by on a bike
I am too afraid to try again
I am no good

Bloom
Get up!
Doom
Escape before it erupts

Bloom
Get old
Bloom
Get out before it explodes

God bless the Q38
And pals who, despite how late, will
Wait until the home bodega

Trade a chaperone to be babysat
Fuck all the Harris rats
I'd rather you sleep than join the Ivy League