paroles de chanson Hall of Fame - Jeff Rosenstock

Staring down at your hands trying hard to react to
What they said, and they're your friends but the words they escape you
If you can't even speak how can anyone love you?
They're waiting for you to fall, and take your place.

Getting drunk all alone in a quiet hotel room.
You repeat all the most shameful things that you've been through.
It dawns on you, that it's true, fucking nobody loves you.
They're waiting for you to fall, and take your place.
They're waiting for you to fall, and take your name out of the hall of fame, oh
They're waiting for you to fall, and take your place.

They're waiting for you to fall, and take your place.
They're waiting for you to fall, and take your name out of the hall of fame, oh
They're waiting for you to fall, and take your name out of the hall of fame, oh
They're waiting for you to fall, and take your place.