paroles de chanson frown-off - tommy oeffling

What's the word on your family now?
You got my head bent down, so down
The false idols you're fostering
Still smoking off his negative headcount
What you got's what I want
Thirty dollars for a haircut
Whispering rumors on the dateline
And I'm not what you want
It's got a mind of its own
Terrorized from cabernet on the freight times
I'm never what you want
I'm never down enough
I'm never what you want
I'm never down enough
I'll catch you later or something
Your devil tricks have got me hoping for a frown-off
You're looking grim in the morning
Still yearning for a cashout to round off
If we find an aside for places that we reside
The headspaces heading straight for the ground floor
And I might take the time to keep us from the collide
You said your face is dreading, tell me what you're down for
I'm never what you want
I'm never down enough
I'm never what you want
I'm never down enough