Nickasaur! - Combat Chitchat | Текст песни

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Seems like everyones knowin'
About our dreams,
trying to tear them apart, at the seams.
Interested in everywhere my eyes may gleam;
They keep telling' me, tellin' me,
It's not like it seems.

But we're us, there them, thats that.
Sit back as they fall flat.
Look on, when they look back.
Ignore combat chit chat.

Hold on, but don't hold back.
Pack up what they pick at.
Look on, when they look back.
Ignore combat chit chat.

I've noticed everyone wants to get a little too close to me,
more like everyone wants a little dose of me.
What's that suppose to mean?
What am I supposed to be?
Did you all expect a spoken plea?
Where I can conjure up a something about we, me, and she?
Notice I speak in past tense, some history.
Disregard how I comprised who I use to be.
Live in the present just like how its suppose to be?
How am I suppose to mean
every word that didn't come out my mouth?
How am I suppose to be
keeping my head up when everything around is going south?
What am I suppose to do
when every single lie is turning true?
What am I suppose to do?
When all along I know its cause of you.

Seems like everyones knowin'
About our dreams,
trying to tear them apart, at the seams.
Interested in everywhere my eyes may gleam;
They keep telling' me, tellin' me,
It's not like it seems.

But we're us, there them, thats that.
Sit back as they fall flat.
Look on, when they look back.
Ignore combat chit chat.

Hold on, but don't hold back.
Pack up what they pick at.
Look on, when they look back.
Ignore combat chit chat.

I hope you really know
what your doin'
are affecting all the dreams that I'll be pursuin'.
No funeral;
so no need to be viewing,
no need to be that close to see what I'm chewin'.
Your just a tad overdoin' it,
your no magazine, I'm not renewin' it.
This ain't a macbook, no more undoin' it.
This ain't a movie, no need reviewin' it.
More like a tattoo, cause its permanent.
Less like fate, but more like determinant.
'Cause I don't wanna be the one to determine it,
but excuse me while I sermon it.

While I, make an event to invent an intent to cement the indent of torment so I can be 100 percent, and completely content without the limit of an extent.

Seems like everyones knowin'
About our dreams,
trying to tear them apart, at the seams.
Interested in everywhere my eyes may gleam;
They keep telling' me, tellin' me,
It's not like it seems.

But we're us, there them, thats that.
Sit back as they fall flat.
Look on, when they look back.
Ignore combat chit chat.

Hold on, but don't hold back.
Pack up what they pick at.
Look on, when they look back.
Ignore combat chit chat.

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