CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Losing Face - Wilbur Soot
Woo-wee!
Woo!
First and foremost
Oh, let it be said, my dear
I was gonna wait for you
So this is not an act of spite
It's a visceral coming-to
She wrote an album
And that’s something that I can’t do
But what I can do is spit the truth
And it all leads back to you
Secondly, I know I haven't written much
You know the way I can be
Tonight, I'm f**king drunk
So it's all gonna be about me
Take a seat, pull up a chair
Give me one beat to fill my glass
I've lost a piece of me in you
But you've lost all your past
Is he better than me?
Has he seen more to this life?
Can he smoke more?
Can he f**k more?
Are you good enough to be his wife?
Can he break me?
Can he break you?
Oh, I don’t know what I’m to do
Yes, I don’t know what I’ll f**kin' do
Woo!
First and foremost
Oh, let it be said, my dear
I was gonna wait for you
So this is not an act of spite
It's a visceral coming-to
She wrote an album
And that’s something that I can’t do
But what I can do is spit the truth
And it all leads back to you
Secondly, I know I haven't written much
You know the way I can be
Tonight, I'm f**king drunk
So it's all gonna be about me
Take a seat, pull up a chair
Give me one beat to fill my glass
I've lost a piece of me in you
But you've lost all your past
Is he better than me?
Has he seen more to this life?
Can he smoke more?
Can he f**k more?
Are you good enough to be his wife?
Can he break me?
Can he break you?
Oh, I don’t know what I’m to do
Yes, I don’t know what I’ll f**kin' do
