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Testo castle - Loser

Testo della canzone castle (Loser), tratta dall'album castle

What's there to smile about
Take your happy ass back inside
Out for a while now
On kneecap like acolyte
Shakin' hands with fire now
I caught 'em reachin' they thought I was handing flyers out
I spend all my weekends drinking shit that can't expire now
I spend the rest blowin' louder than damaged dryer now
My friends are dyin' out
My friends are quiet now
You took a part of me with you and its bothering me
I was good at setting time aside for you it was harder for me
Wasn't smarter for me
I guess - my fear disappeared in the bathroom stall
And by - coincidence I'm higher than castle wall
More baked than casserole
I need to find a balance
That's been my only challenge
He broke your heart and that's the only thing I know about him
That's not the only thing that's broke about him
This shit all goes together like missing Lego piece, found it
They see the wheels start turnin' and hop on like bike no mountain
This shit is not your call like you work for a different county
I hope you don't want cookie points cause all we have is brownie
Shit hard like Robert Downey
We must be miles and miles away we don't have common ground
We don't feel like calmin' down, we
They tried to commandeer me
Now they're not comin' near me
I tried to smell the roses
But all I got was a mouth of thorns and some bloody noses
God I hope nobody notice
And if they do then oh well
And if I knew what I had to do I would do it myself
It's been almost 21 years and I'm not used to myself
But I guess at 21 years I can get used to that shelf with the liquor on it
I run my numbers time and time again like it's an audit
I don't wanna go to college
Unless they pay me to go to college
Two phones - but it's crazy for me to call it
Answer the damn question
Answer the damn question
Answer the damn question
What's there to smile about
Take your happy ass back inside
Out for a while now
On kneecap like acolyte
Shakin' hands with fire now
I caught 'em reachin' they thought I was handing flyers out
I spend all my weekends drinking shit that can't expire now
I spend the rest blowin' louder than damaged dryer now
My friends are dying out
My friends are-



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Writer(s): Andrew Robinson
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