paroles de chanson CORDUROY BABY - RYAN F*CKING JIN
I
been
living
dead
in
hell
for
a
couple
days
now
Back
in
the
spare
room
that
the
devil
saved
now
Back
in
the
place
I
escaped
when
I
found
you
But
I
might
just
stay
now
You
drag
me
like
it's
a
race
Got
me
by
my
neck,
my
throat
I'd
rather
you
at
my
waist
now
Counting
time,
can't
waste
Never
even
felt
you
from
the
waist
down
Hit
me
harder
than
bass
Harder
than
vases
for
the
flowers
that
I
gave
now
Everything
was
fine
but
that
line
might
just
break
Blurred
lines
but
they
never
seemed
clear
Treat
this
like
a
breakup,
only
break
was
in
my
mirror
Now
I
see
that
dear
Let
me
hold
you
nearer,
push
you
farther,
write
you
dear
Take
you
out
to
see
some
lights
Shining
brighter
than
my
fears
or
my
tears
High
ambitions,
sacrifice
like
Jesus
for
his
sins
Mines
in
years
Grinding
gears
Hurting
more
than
ever,
but
I'm
never
changing
pace
On
the
treadmill,
sprinting
miles
till
my
face
pound
Say
how
Tracing
laced
lines
on
your
back
I
hold
you
to
my
breakdown
In
my
dreams
you
wake
now
Writing
with
the
fever
of
a
hundred
some
degrees
Obtuse
angle,
I'm
hotter
than
my
face
now
Gaping
hole
in
my
heart,
I
can't
try
to
erase
Tried
to
fall
with
grace,
but
I
fell
flat
on
my
face
now
Moving
through
the
AM,
but
my
PM
never
dates
Found
a
place
for
you,
but
tore
you
out,
who
can
replace
now
Writing
dear
corduroy
baby
on
my
page
Please
just
give
me
back
the
bleeding
heart
that
I
gave
now
Looking
in
your
eyes,
I
could
see
it
in
your
gaze
I
could
feel
I'm
in
your
way
Keep
my
hands
astray
Couldn't
keep
myself
away
Couldn't
breathe
when
I
would
say
Man,
I
need
you
Corduroy
baby,
let
me
see
you,
please
Corduroy
baby,
let
me
please
you
Corduroy
baby,
let
me
see
you
Corduroy
baby,
let
me
be
you
Man,
shit,
I
need
you
Corduroy
baby,
let
me
be
you
Corduroy
baby,
let
me
see
you
Corduroy
baby,
let
me
need
you
Corduroy
baby,
let
They
sing
that
song
that's
like
If
this
was
a
rom
com,
kill
the
director
And
then
they
also
sing
that
like
really
These
are,
these
are
all
their
famous
songs
And
then
they
also,
they
sing
that
song
where
it's
like
um
Here
comes
a
Greek
tragedy
What
the,
F
you
How
do
you
not
know
the
Wombats
Do
I
know
you
Been
a
couple
weeks
now,
months
now
PRETTYBOY
high,
never
come
down
Take
a
seat
now,
watch
me
come
round
Watch
me
tell
the
story
to
the
beat
now,
drum
sounds
Got
odds
that
I
gotta
beat,
somehow
Sat
down,
told
her
I
should
leave
now
Chasing
my
dreams,
bummed
out,
up
down
Bittersweet
now,
and
it's
love
now
Little
too
late,
but
the
space
never
seemed
down
Somehow
Shit,
and
now
I'm
Crying
on
the
drive
from
my
first
job
to
the
second
I'm
stressing
Go
through
hell
all
just
for
a
little
shot
of
heaven
Caffeine
headaches
and
I'm
treating
them
as
passing
medicine
I'm
having
my
way
with
the
levels
Having
my
way,
can't
settle
I'm
distracting
my
brain
from
the
pain
Working
harder,
earning
medals
Haven't
even
thought
about
my
corduroy
baby
In
a
white
lie's
time,
cause
my
heart
still
yellow
Heart
still
pounding
Thinking
bout
my
goals
and
my
funds
in
the
4 digits
PRETTYBOY
whole
numbers
only
run
in
thousands
Only
climb
mountains
Only
reach
the
sky
if
my
feet
stay
grounded
Been
a
couple
sleeps
now
Had
a
couple
dreams
now
Had
a
couple
talks
with
the
people
that
I
keep
round
Couple
biz
ventures
entering
my
schedule
Thinking
bout
my
corduroy
baby
Cause
my
heart
still
yellow
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