actorprod. - a hundred ways. - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

again the beat loads me up and immediately in my clothes I highlight that moment without regaining consciousness you can make mistakes in people I’m fucked give faith this shit doesn’t work anymore and you don’t give a fuck because you don’t know me anymore you’re hiding your eyes like you’re fucking dying even though you know me childhood, I didn’t act differently all the years of dating, well, fuck good luck, and I gave you flowers, gave gifts, and was tender to the soul with you, and your new boy has you in his car, how much money he made for snacks and chewing gum, and I feel a little sorry for you, even more funny Every morning, swollen, she walks home on foot and screams at you, fuck you, you're on sex, it was a long night with the guys in the hut