Testo Graduate - Young Culture
Testo della canzone Graduate (Young Culture), tratta dall'album All Weapons Formed Against Me Have Prospered - EP
One, two, one, two, three
She went away from Houston, what the hell was I doin'?
Something new
But she's not thinking thoughts of her own, it's different talkin' on the phone
Fuck it, something's with you
But she's not you, but she's not you
She's not you, she's not you
I might be wasting time 'til you come running back to me one night
Lock your fingers into mine and tell me, "Boy, I hope you've been alright"
And I'll tell you it hurts to see you smile
Since you graduated you and I
Lately, I spend my time thinking 'bout that boy you like
Cut straight from a magazine, oh, he's so much prettier than me
You cut off your split ends, bought a house with your best friend
And I struggle paying rent without you, without you, oh
And I might be wasting time 'til you come running back to me one night
Lock your fingers into mine and tell me, "Boy, I hope you've been alright"
And I'll tell you it hurts to see you smile
Since you graduated you and I, you and I
And I might be wasting time, overthinking what I didn't find
From a love that wasn't mine, I'm just a boy, but you are my whole life
Navigating heartbreak in real time
Tryin' to graduate you and I
Tryin' to graduate you and I
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