paroles de chanson Teach Me To Fight - Yonaka

Small town baby got his knickers in a twist
Doesn't like the way that this car suits my lips
Fuck what you think, I'm not trying to impress you
I probably just upset you, you're trying to be your best you
Suited and booted, but got no money
Trying to act a grownup, now that's pretty funny
I fired everyone, now i be making plenty
I'm feeling pretty empty, this attitudes expensive
Take a trip and you might find...
Let's make this public, let's take it outside
Put down your small-talk and teach me to fight
Let's make this personal, stop wasting my time
Get out my way, I'm sick of being polite
Caught in the middle, karma can raise your face
Trying too hard, yeah it's gonna make you age
Walk into the room, everybody looks the same
I'm so tired of this place, yeah
Why you scared of change, yeah?
Too many photos and not enough friends
Waiting on the next fad and the next trend
Poses in the hall, and they clogging up the stairways
Walking on that bitch face
Come on baby, let's play
Let's make this public, let's take it outside
Put down your small-talk and teach me to fight
Let's make this personal, stop wasting my time
Get out my way, I'm sick of being polite
It's all i seem to see
And it's all you seem to know
'Cause you're itching to find out
But my body's gonna go
See you turn up at my door
'Cause you don't know where we were
The bodies on the lam
'Cause you'll see us on the road
Let's make this public, let's take it outside
Put down your small-talk and teach me to fight
Let's make this personal, stop wasting my time
Get out my way, I'm sick of being polite