Текст песни Fuckups - Cyrus , MxRCUS ALEXIS
Life
is
such
an
arcade,
and
you
deserve
the
fall
for
the
summer
you
gave
It's
eating
you
alive,
but
it's
something
you
crave
Here's
a
brainstorm,
don't
rain
on
my
parade
Can't
count
a
million
times,
you
credit
my
love
but
it's
easy
to
decline
If
I
say
I
don't
mind,
don't
treat
me
like
a
mime
Cause
these
translucent
walls
only
see
the
outside
And
I
choose
plain
sight
I'm
good
at
wearing
masks,
plus
it's
easier
to
hide
Brown
water
in
my
flask,
guess
who's
bringing
in
the
tide
And
I
fell
under
your
light
Was
supposed
to
bring
me
fire,
but
instead
it's
Fahrenheit
You
are
not
the
person
that
I
met
the
other
night
And
I
think
I
need
to
see
a
reverend,
but
I
don't
pray
to
who
he
message
And
I
think
I
need
another
beverage,
cause
blacking
out
is
so
fluorescent
I'm
a
fuck
up,
it
comes
naturally
So
you
slow
it
down,
to
match
my
speed
You're
a
fuck
up,
it
comes
naturally
So
I
slow
it
down,
to
match
your
speed
I'm
a
fuck
up
on
the
low
But
I
don't
give
a
fuck
on
the
high
And
it
come
naturally
And
it
come
naturally
I
can't
even
lie
on
a
song
I
can't
even
lie,
like,
why?
And
it
come
naturally
And
it
come
naturally
I
fuck
up
the
beat,
get
bobbing,
I
feel
like
Ricky
Bobby
Got
my
hands
full,
I'm
invested,
but
got
one
foot
in
the
coffin
I
been
dancing
with
the
devil,
but
she
ain't
got
no
moves
Might
dabble
with
rapping,
but
that's
all
that
you
can
do
And
there's
a
whole
lot
of
Clarence,
but
y'all
ain't
got
the
shoes
Been
walking
these
miles,
I
got
nothing
left
to
prove
In
a
world
full
of
fakes,
guess
everyone
the
same
But
I
don't
like
like
anybody,
I'll
be
on
my
way
I
got
my
voodoo
baby
with
me,
Marcus
gonna
hate
that
Made
the
beat
then
murdered
it,
call
this
verse
the
payback
And
life
ain't
got
no
take-backs,
all
you
eat
is
take-out
You
ain't
seen
no
Outback
that
ain't
placed
in
front
a
Steakhouse
And
you
should
see
my
crib,
it's
bigger
than
your
head
And
I
might
fuck
up
things,
but
you'd
fuck
anything
that
lives
Must
be
a
sad-boy
epidemic,
now
please
get
out
my
mentions
If
you
won't
go
the
distance,
then
you'll
never
make
no
difference
You
subtract
with
no
addition,
we
in
different
divisions
You
talk
while
I
record
and
that's
the
motherfucking
difference
Still
ain't
figured
out
my
limits,
but
me
I
keep
on
pushing
Buttons
getting
pressed,
but
my
controller
in
the
cushions
Cause
I
really
live
this
life,
you
living
out
of
spite
I
do
it
cause
I
can,
you
do
it
only
for
the
likes
And
this
a
blueprint
for
the
future,
ain't
no
room
for
your
hubris
And
I
might
be
a
fuck
up,
but,
I'm
fucking
good
at
music
You
a
groupie
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