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Testo American Problem - Kevin Abstract
Testo della canzone American Problem (Kevin Abstract), tratta dall'album ARIZONA BABY
Could you (Could you) try (Ooh, now, now, now)
To remember what you said tonight?
Do you remember how high we was? (Ooh, boy)
If I, if I don't want to say sorry (If I don't want to)
Then, nigga, I won't (Aye-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Motherfuck a high road (Aye-ya-ya-ya-ya)
As it closes−
Who touchin' now, who touchin' now, who touchin' my bag?
You're hurtin' me bad, I ain't seen the glass—it's the summer
I ain't goin' bad, better believe in that, had to creep in fast
Think I'm finna burn it, burn it to the ground, bruh
I drink, I smoke, I drink, I smoke, I drink until I sleep
(You gotta pass the thing over her)
I know, I know, I know, I know
This shit gon' catch up to me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah shawty, I−)
I drink, I smoke, I drink, I smoke, I drink until I sleep
(You gotta pass the thing over her)
I know, I know, I know, I know
Red wine gon' catch up to me
(West Side, red, red wine)
I can't sleep next to no one
Who don't look like, who don't look like you
And all my girlfriends, they tell me
"Well you would've been better if you picked someone who was just like you"
(Who touchin' now, who touchin' now, who touchin' my mind?)
You gotta pass the thing over her
Yeah, yeah, yeah, shawty, I−
(Microphone check, check, one, two)
You gotta pass the thing over her
(Microphone check, check, one, two)
Yeah, shawty, West Side, yeah, West Side, shawty
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm stuck in the van with a mask on
Think about takin' my life, but the plan's wrong
Think about findin' a way to make the sand go, gone
I need another song to sing along to
Ninth grade, Tyler was the illest shit I ever heard
Goin' to his concerts, no mask, singin' every word
I think it's kinda crazy how my life panned out
I think it sucks that you and I ain't work out
I used to sleep on Jon's couch, sayin' I'll be out this bitch sooner than later
17, I said I was gon' make some shit that was gon' be bigger than the FADER
I wanna be Paramount
I wanna move far away and buy my parents a house
I was obsessed with a blouse, I just liked the way it looked
I thought a brother was cute
He was older than his dawg—I was breakin' the rules
I was a flamin' faggot, that's what the principal called me
Not to my face, but I felt when I was stuck in his office
I'm just a, I'm just another American problem, my nigga
Uh, uh, yeah, uh
Another American problem
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Writer(s): Jack Antonoff, Romil Hemnani, Ian Simpson, Abhi Raju
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