Keep Me Guessing Songtext
von Pollyanna
Keep Me Guessing Songtext
I sit in my car
I′m watching the fuel Gauge
I'm scanning a back page
I′m looking it up
Lay in my room
I live in a suitcase
I join a ratrace
I'm kissing your butt
Slamming the door
I'm in for a long ride
I′m sleeping a king tide
If in luck
Heat from the road
On with the sunscreen
Make it a fifteen
Make it a plus
Steam from the grille
Needs a new recore
Better a rear door
Two hundred bucks
I sit in my car
I′m watching the fuel Gauge
I'm scanning a back page
I′m looking it up
Playing the room
I live in a suitcase
I join a ratrace
I'm kissing your butt
Slamming the door
I′m in for a long ride
I'm sleeping a king tide
If in luck
Eyes Blur
Limbs burn
It falls
I′m holding it up
I'm holding it up
I'm holding it up
I′m holding it up
I′m holding it up
I'm holding it up
I′m holding it up
I'm holding it up
I sit in my car
I′m watching the fuel Gauge
I'm scanning a back page
I′m looking it up
Lay in my room
I live in a suitcase
I join a ratrace
I'm kissing your butt
I'm holding it up
I′m holding it up
I′m holding it up
I'm holding it up
I′m holding it up
I'm holding it up
I′m holding it up
I'm holding it up
I′m watching the fuel Gauge
I'm scanning a back page
I′m looking it up
Lay in my room
I live in a suitcase
I join a ratrace
I'm kissing your butt
Slamming the door
I'm in for a long ride
I′m sleeping a king tide
If in luck
Heat from the road
On with the sunscreen
Make it a fifteen
Make it a plus
Steam from the grille
Needs a new recore
Better a rear door
Two hundred bucks
I sit in my car
I′m watching the fuel Gauge
I'm scanning a back page
I′m looking it up
Playing the room
I live in a suitcase
I join a ratrace
I'm kissing your butt
Slamming the door
I′m in for a long ride
I'm sleeping a king tide
If in luck
Eyes Blur
Limbs burn
It falls
I′m holding it up
I'm holding it up
I'm holding it up
I′m holding it up
I′m holding it up
I'm holding it up
I′m holding it up
I'm holding it up
I sit in my car
I′m watching the fuel Gauge
I'm scanning a back page
I′m looking it up
Lay in my room
I live in a suitcase
I join a ratrace
I'm kissing your butt
I'm holding it up
I′m holding it up
I′m holding it up
I'm holding it up
I′m holding it up
I'm holding it up
I′m holding it up
I'm holding it up
Writer(s): Matthew Kirk Handley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com