Style (Is a Losing Game) Songtext
von JD McPherson
Style (Is a Losing Game) Songtext
Shout out for a real cool child
I′m tryna make it to new waters
You know that I've been I′ve been running wild
My daddy said I was a charmer
All I got is what is with me
Blood on my shoulder and little dots are on my neck
And its a lonely city
I put a smile slide away across my back
City living is a panic
They only ever call me by my childhood name
It ain't a laugh I call already
I guess I learned my lesson all the same
Style is a losing game
I got no reason to go out tonight
I'll probably find the dark end corner
Went into me knows I′m on the ground
You probably say I could of warned ya
All I got is what is with me
Blood on my shoulder and little dots are on my neck
And its a lonely city
I put a smile slide away across my back
City living is a panic
They wouldn′t even call me by my childhood name
It ain't a laugh I call already
I finally learned my lesson all the same
Style is a losing game
Man is crawling on the station floor
Don′t all the suffering a rebound
The screaming pavements in a lavish life
When they see me they put their heads down
All I got is what is with me
Blood on my shoulder and little dots are on my neck
And its a lonely city
I put a smile slide away across my back
City living is a panic
They wouldn't even call me by my childhood name
It ain′t a laugh I call already
I finally learned my lesson all the same
Style is a losing game
Style is a losing game
Style is a losing game
Style is a losing game
I′m tryna make it to new waters
You know that I've been I′ve been running wild
My daddy said I was a charmer
All I got is what is with me
Blood on my shoulder and little dots are on my neck
And its a lonely city
I put a smile slide away across my back
City living is a panic
They only ever call me by my childhood name
It ain't a laugh I call already
I guess I learned my lesson all the same
Style is a losing game
I got no reason to go out tonight
I'll probably find the dark end corner
Went into me knows I′m on the ground
You probably say I could of warned ya
All I got is what is with me
Blood on my shoulder and little dots are on my neck
And its a lonely city
I put a smile slide away across my back
City living is a panic
They wouldn′t even call me by my childhood name
It ain't a laugh I call already
I finally learned my lesson all the same
Style is a losing game
Man is crawling on the station floor
Don′t all the suffering a rebound
The screaming pavements in a lavish life
When they see me they put their heads down
All I got is what is with me
Blood on my shoulder and little dots are on my neck
And its a lonely city
I put a smile slide away across my back
City living is a panic
They wouldn't even call me by my childhood name
It ain′t a laugh I call already
I finally learned my lesson all the same
Style is a losing game
Style is a losing game
Style is a losing game
Style is a losing game
Writer(s): Jonathan David Mc Pherson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com