
Date of issue: 27.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bambi |
I swear to God, I wasn’t born to fight |
Maybe just a little bit, enough to make me sick of it |
But I-I-I-I can read between the lines |
I want to run from everything |
But my legs won’t work, it’s clear to me |
I-I-I-I haven’t been much myself |
And I feel like my friends are being put through this hell I’m feeling |
I think that I’m living, if you could call it living |
So brash and unforgiving |
Ruled by the vibe I’m bringing |
Serving myself |
Serving myself |
The timing’s poor I know it’s never right |
It’s hard to see this time of night |
Hard to know the reasons why I fucked it up again |
Still, I breathe a sigh |
It doesn’t seem so lucky now |
Maybe I can figure out why-y-y-y |
I haven’t been much myself |
And I feel like my friends are being put through this hell I’m feeling |
I think that I’m living, if you could call it living |
So brash and unforgiving |
Ruled by the vibe I’m bringing |
Serving myself |
Serving myself |
Wait and see, I’ll be making my own way now |
I’ll be making my own way now, to where I got to be |
Wait and see, I’ll be making my own way now |
I’ll be making my own way now, to where I got to be |
(I-I-I-I haven’t been much myself) |
Wait and see, I’ll be making my own way now |
(And I feel like my friends are being put through this hell I’m feeling) |
I’ll be making my own way now to where I got to be |
(I think that I’m living, if you could call it living) |
Wait and see, I’ll be making my own way now |
(So brash and unforgiving) |
I’ll be making my own way now to where I got to be |
(Ruled by the vibe I’m bringing) |
Serving myself |
Serving myself |