Текст песни 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