Worst Party Ever - Kicking (myself in the face) | Текст песни

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• Kicking (myself in the face)

Like a train in the morning, I'll wake you up without warning.
And I love the west coast. i'm tired of holding my friends to a city, without a single reason,
not to leave.

You said you'll go to Seattle, and make some money selling weed.

Friends love friends moving on, i'm so sick of being wrong.

Stop romanticizing problems, it's killing children every day.
And i'm sitting on a stairwell, making sure that you're okay.
And you say you're on drugs now, and the worlds a beautiful place.

Friends love friends moving on, i'm so sick of being wrong.

Friends love friends moving on, i'm so sick of being wrong.