Valensia - The Amateur | Текст песни

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Whenever I pick up the pieces of my life,
An amateur is inbetween
Whenever I pick up the pieces of my life

Dodelodelon-don
Dodelodelon-don

Just when you think you’ve had enough
The bubble bursts, just when you’re down on your luck; so cruel

Once in your life, when everyone’s a crook,
You try to get back to your roots, girl

I can’t figure out what I’m singing here
I do hear that it ends with: so cruel, can’t you see

Daddy, take a good care of my brother
The amateurs and pro’s, saints & saviours
We will fall apart without mother
After all we are two total strangers

If somebody else is okay with it all,
Then it’s only ‘cause they didn’t dare to say

Once in your life, when everyone’s a crook,
You try to get it back to all your roots, girl

I lived a life where everyone
(and amateurs, sings the other half of the choir) is a crook
Try to get back to your roots, girl

Whenever I pick up the pieces of my life,
An amateur is inbetween
Whenever I pick up the pieces of my life

If somebody else is okay with it all,
Then it’s only ‘cause they didn’t dare to say

Daddy, take a good care of my brother
The amateurs and pro’s, saints & saviours
We will fall apart without mother
After all we are two total strangers

Ah, amateurs pick on somebody new!
Ah, amateurs pick on somebody new!

Daddy, take a good care of my brother
The amateurs and pro’s, saints & saviours
We will fall apart without mother
After all we are two total strangers

If somebody else is okay with it all,
Then it’s only ‘cause they didn’t dare to say

Oh, try to get back to your roots, girl

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