| All your secrets stay safe
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| All your liars will lay
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| All your stories are stains
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| On that mattress
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| All your secrets stay safe
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| All your liars will lay
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| All your stories are stains
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| On that mattress
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| Ain’t no way to ignore yourself
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| A lot to say, no one to tell
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| We all think that you’re so cool cause nobody knows that nobody knows you
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| Paint brush color up them flaws
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| Break up send them broken laws
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| You can’t share all the facts with a home made crosshair on your back
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| Everybody wanna tell the tale
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| Like the chips might fall but they never fail
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| You still don’t realize, take a look around
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| Do we seem surprised
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| So we don’t even need to know
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| About the poor decisions that feed your growth
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| Nah, we just wanna see the now what
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| Can you keep a secret, can you keep your mouth shut
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| All your secrets stay safe
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| All your liars will lay
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| All your stories are stains
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| On that mattress
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| All your secrets stay safe
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| All your liars will lay
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| All your stories are stains
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| On that mattress
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| You can’t even tell your mirror
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| Anyone can seem so sincere
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| Watch whatever you volunteer
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| Voices argue all over here
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| She was pointing at a hand
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| When she said let’s move this ball to the bed
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| First time on the field hit a homerun
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| Wash your hands, don’t tell no one
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| Better check yourself
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| Cause the best part of you the part kept to self
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| Will never forget how it felt
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| Look at how well you dealt with the guilt now
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| All your secrets stay safe
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| All your liars will lay
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| All your stories are stains
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| On that mattress
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| All your secrets stay safe
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| All your liars will lay
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| All your stories are stains
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| On that mattress
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| You gotta secret but everybody does
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| And the whole damn courtroom wanna be the judge
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| You don’t wanna be distracted
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| And take our minds off our own malpractice
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| Everybody talk about their past
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| Like today’s mistake is gonna be the last
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| We wanna see behind your mask
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| Like we ain’t got our backyard to trash
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| Well this one drink and drive
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| And that one there, cheats on his wife
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| Broken promises, deadbeat dads
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| Overdoses, and one night stands
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| Let’s all make a mess
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| And try to project some kind of perfection
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| And let me sing you a song
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| Cause I ain’t the first thing you ever did wrong |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mattress, artist - ATMOSPHERE. Album song Sad Clown Bad Year, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп