Текст песни Say Something Nice - Five & DJ.Fresh
You
always
tell
me
how
lucky
I
am
to
even
know
you
To
stop
playing
and
commit
to
this
the
way
I'm
supposed
to
As
if
it's
easy
to
forget
the
shit
you
made
me
go
through
You
got
a
complex
you
should
fix,
but
you
gon
say
we
both
do
If
that's
so
true
why
don't
you
just
let
it
die,
dear
So
much
pressure,
too
restless,
can't
catch
a
vibe
here
Its
your
possessive
obsessions
with
all
of
my
fears
Now
your
micro
aggressions
collectively
fall
on
shy
ears
Flesh
wounds
and
dry
tears,
broken
bones
and
blood
stains
Paranoia,
overdoses,
handcuff
chains
You
act
so
benevolent
but
I
know
you
love
pain
Until
I
talk
dirty,
what,
I
thought
you
liked
it
rough,
babe
You'll
learn
one
day
that
gunplay
is
a
dangerous
kink
Somebody
always
ends
up
hurt,
but
it
won't
be
who
you
think
You
made
your
declarations
first
With
crossed
fingers
and
a
wink
You
get
the
perks,
I
do
the
work
And
we
lurch
closer
to
the
brink
Blue
lines,
white
spaces,
black
strokes
True
crime,
bright
stages,
last
hopes
Slow
change,
I
can't
wait
another
night
Cold
game,
gotta
say
something
nice
Blue
lines,
white
spaces,
black
strokes
True
crime,
bright
stages,
last
hopes
Slow
change,
I
won't
wait
another
night
Cold
game,
better
say
something
nice
I
admit
you
have
your
moments
where
you
clean
up
pretty
well
But
you're
only
ever
glowing
when
you
got
some
shit
to
sell
Bright
colors,
dark
motives
make
it
difficult
to
tell
Pull
the
picture
into
focus,
the
aesthetic
goes
to
hell
If
you
felt
so
compelled
you
could
fuck
yourself
instead
But
that's
really
not
your
style
because
its
easier
done
than
said
Get
high
at
the
expense
of
someone
else,
take
off
a
bit
of
the
edge
You
think
you've
earned
it
From
the
smiles
you've
been
faking
to
get
ahead
All
my
heroes
are
dead
With
no
logical
explanation
But
playing
your
stupid
games,
hoping
to
win
your
admiration
Keep
your
promises
of
fame
and
your
ready-made
replacements
I'd
rather
fucking
trade
them
for
healthcare
and
education
You
won't
have
that
conversation
without
becoming
despondent
And
you
ain't
misunderstood
you're
just
habitually
dishonest
I'd
leave
your
ass
if
I
could
and
no
longer
be
your
hostage
But
I
can't
be
fucked
as
good
as
I
can
in
your
bondage
Blue
lines,
white
spaces,
black
strokes
True
crime,
bright
stages,
last
hopes
Slow
change,
I
can't
wait
another
night
Cold
game,
gotta
say
something
nice
Blue
lines,
white
spaces,
black
strokes
True
crime,
bright
stages,
last
hopes
Slow
change,
I
won't
wait
another
night
Cold
game,
better
say
something
nice
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