Текст песни Fake Tears! - TUESDAY

Put your hands up this a stick up!
(Provide me with bags and makeup)
You ain't got no ear to listen!
(I'm embarrassed, last decision)
We've got so much love potential!
(Kids with me and you is fatal)
If you beam then I will transform!
(Set me off and I'll throw tantrums)
Got no reason to run I don't know why you're so fast
We can break across the table head and stash
To dash away the covers
Culprits creeping freakishly asking sickly reasons for inviting
Site invites to my endive
He realized I'm famous and fled the sky

You and me are building such an anxious-stretched environment
I'm not myself with thoughts on shelf and
You not in my DM's, screaming
We've got nowhere else to be but here!
I don't want your instincts in my ear, fake tears!

I ain't got no fuckin strap!
I won't do shit for your ass!
(Things that tangle, always strangle)
Come on back and then I'ma cap!
(Get more agency than that)
We ain't got no time to relax, facts
We've been sitting talking at the bottom of the sea for an eternity
And I ain't go no sleep
I think I've lost my beef, with just 'bout everything
The gossip had me running and now my brain's bricked struggling
But I at least I ain't got no more fucking stragglers!
But hagglers bashing's all I live for
And I live for nothing at all!

You and me are building such an anxious-stretched environment
I'm not myself with thoughts on shelf and
You not in my DM's, screaming
We've got nowhere else to be but here!
I don't want your instincts in my ear, fake tears!
You and me are building such an anxious-stretched environment
I'm not myself with thoughts on shelf and
You not in my DM's, screaming
We've got nowhere else to be but here!
I don't want your instincts in my ear, fake tears!

(Sorry for the struggle bars)