Scarface Songtext
von Miss Black America
Scarface Songtext
What we need is each other
Not as friends or as lovers
But as shields taking flack from all sides
And I don′t believe we should stand alone in our hour of need
If you leave, I'll kill you
We never get high on our own supply
Our radios are never tuned to the same station twice
And we live for kicks ′cause we're young and we can
You don't call me scarface and I don′t notice
What we are doesn′t matter
And if it did...
But there's no "if it did"
We just coast along in our vehicle made for two
Me and you
We′re so funny it's not true
We′re so funny I could shit
We never get high on our own supply
Our radios are never tuned to the same station twice
And we live for kicks 'cause we′re young and we can
You don't call me scarface
And we've made our presence known
And we′ve made our presence known
And sometimes it was fun
When stuff like that wears off then it′s time to move on
You've had your bread and butter
If you leave I won′t suffer
I'll create my own version
Like the scar awaits the surgeon
With open-mouthed habit to feed
Please don′t leave.
Not as friends or as lovers
But as shields taking flack from all sides
And I don′t believe we should stand alone in our hour of need
If you leave, I'll kill you
We never get high on our own supply
Our radios are never tuned to the same station twice
And we live for kicks ′cause we're young and we can
You don't call me scarface and I don′t notice
What we are doesn′t matter
And if it did...
But there's no "if it did"
We just coast along in our vehicle made for two
Me and you
We′re so funny it's not true
We′re so funny I could shit
We never get high on our own supply
Our radios are never tuned to the same station twice
And we live for kicks 'cause we′re young and we can
You don't call me scarface
And we've made our presence known
And we′ve made our presence known
And sometimes it was fun
When stuff like that wears off then it′s time to move on
You've had your bread and butter
If you leave I won′t suffer
I'll create my own version
Like the scar awaits the surgeon
With open-mouthed habit to feed
Please don′t leave.
Writer(s): Olivier Spruyt, Denny Bellens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com