paroles de chanson GUTS - London O'Connor

Hey
I hate your stupid, looking, two bit, crooked, cheap ass ornaments
I hate your guts

I hate your dumbass, wearing, never caring
Always showing up up on your love

Well I hate your overacting, super
Magic, everybody wants to give a what
I hate your hometown, sharing, never
Caring, always showing up, up on us

I hate your guts
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
I do

Stupid, looking, two bit, crooked, cheap ass ornaments
I hate your guts
And all that bullshit, talking all that bullshit
Neighborhood enforcement in your whip like he's a forklift
I hate your hometown, caring, never wearing
Always showing up, up on your love
And all this nonsense, this motherfucking continent
That fucking nigga Steve

I hate your overacting, super magic, everybody wants to give a what
I hate your sister, caring, never sharing, always showing up, up on us

I hate your guts
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
I hate your guts
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Guts
I hate your guts
I do
Guts
I hate your guts
I do