Tsunami - Waxed | Текст песни

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Try and be somebody
Being in the spotlight means being on the run
Oh the tedium
Under cut, under laid
And they run away from their smoking guns

So you wake up to find your breasts in one zine too many
Makes you think the little boys aren't getting any
A bad joke we're gonna weather
Let's put our headaches together

And a man walks on the scene, he's got the facts
Place it all in print (he'll die to see you waxed)
And we don't take the credit for things we hope to see him write
He lays her out on paper
And we bite.

She wakes up to find...

Some folks think it's funny, some folks think you're cute
Selling someone's secrets for status seems to suit you
But I don't take cheap revenge as street cred
Just lonely, bitter and cruel
Completely pathetic.

Wake up to find your breasts judged by boys you haven't met
They're the ones who haven't begun to feel our teeth yet
It doesn't take a man to know the weather
Let's put our headaches together.

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