Don't Tell Me Stupid, Don't Show Me Fuck You Songtext
von Iron Chic
Don't Tell Me Stupid, Don't Show Me Fuck You Songtext
I can′t stand the cold
It cuts to the bone
And you can't wear good intentions
What′s plan B for mice and men?
When your best laid plans have shit the bed?
We'll survive on the lies we're fed
′Cause you can′t eat promises
Will we
Even live to see the end?
Posters of peeling paint
The walls, the floors, they all seem the same
And any difference
Feels insignificant
Will we
Even live to see the end?
It's an arrangement
That tends to disappoint
We′re not misinformed
We just miss the point
The silence grows
Turn up the stereo
Anything to break the tension
It's an arrangement
That tends to disappoint
We′re not misinformed
We just miss the point
Will we
Even live to see the end?
It cuts to the bone
And you can't wear good intentions
What′s plan B for mice and men?
When your best laid plans have shit the bed?
We'll survive on the lies we're fed
′Cause you can′t eat promises
Will we
Even live to see the end?
Posters of peeling paint
The walls, the floors, they all seem the same
And any difference
Feels insignificant
Will we
Even live to see the end?
It's an arrangement
That tends to disappoint
We′re not misinformed
We just miss the point
The silence grows
Turn up the stereo
Anything to break the tension
It's an arrangement
That tends to disappoint
We′re not misinformed
We just miss the point
Will we
Even live to see the end?
Writer(s): Jason Lubrano Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
