CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Story of my Bros

My friends and I have parted ways
You know I love to make mistakes
I'm a disaster, no one's laughing
Goodbye
The memories will fade away
Tomorrow will be yesterday
The worst is yet to come
At least I'll get there all alone
No one around to judge
Judge what I've become
I'm smoking weed out of a pu**y filled with money, I like this
Don't act like you know me
I'm smoking weed out of a pu**y filled with money, I like this
It's under control
I got nobody left to blame
No hopeful trust for mе to break
Been dying faster, no one's laughing
Goodbyе
The memories will fade away
Tomorrow will be yesterday
The worst is yet to come
At least I'll get there all alone
No one around to judge
Judge what I've become
I'm smoking weed out of a pu**y filled with money, I like this
Don't act like you know me
I'm smoking weed out of a pu**y filled with money, I like this
It's under control
Be my bruiser, trust me I'm a loser
You're a classy lady, how'd you get so bad?
I'm unruly, tie me up and school me
You've got privilege, baby, how'd you get so sad?
And you can love me, hate me
Just don't try to save me
Call my name and drag it through the mud
Love me, hate me
Go on try to break me
Go on try to break me
I see the glass half poured
And then I pee inside the pitcher
I wanna wet the bed
'Cause it reminds me I'm a swimmer
And when I feel like Greg
Then I remind me that I'm Jon (Hi, Jon!)
I like to make a mess
And then sh*t on every song
I'm smoking weed out of a pu**y filled with money, I like this
Don't act like you know me
I'm smoking weed out of a pu**y filled with money, I like this
It's under control
We're at the end of the mission, no need for decisions
I jump off a cliff, I like this
We're at the end of the mission, no need for decisions
I fall in a ditch, I like this