Its really Too bad He became a prisoner of his own past He stabbed a moment in the back With a brown thumb tack That held up the list of things he gotta do Its really, No good He´s moving on before he understood He shot the future in the foot with every step it took From the faces that he knew cause he forgot to look
Better staple it together and call it bad weather Staple it together and call it bad weather X3 Mm hmm
Well I guess you could say That he dont even know where to begin Cause he looked both ways but he was so afraid Diggin deeper through the ditch With every chance he missed And the mess he made Cause hate is such a strong word And every brick he laid A mistake they say That his walls are getting taller His world is getting smaller
Better staple it together and call it bad weather Staple it together and call it bad weather X3 Mm hmm
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Its really Too bad He became a prisoner of his own past He stabbed a moment in the back With a brown thumb tack That held up the list of things he gotta do Its really, No good Hes moving on before he understood He shot the future in the foot with every step it took From the faces that he knew cause he forgot to look
Better staple it together and call it bad weather Staple it together and call it bad weather X3
If the weather is better We should get together Spend a little time and we can do whatever And if we get together we´ll be twice as clever So, staple it together and call it bad weather, mm hmmm
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