Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song TOO BAD, artist - The Cool Kids. Date of issue: 02.03.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
TOO BAD |
| OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE SPECTRUM |
| GUESS YOUR COLORS BEEN SHOWING |
| OPTICS MIMIC MY PASSION |
| AND WITHOUT YOU I’M GLOWING |
| It’s Too Bad |
| Boohoo, Too Sad a |
| Story |
| OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE SPECTRUM |
| GUESS YOUR COLORS BEEN SHOWING |
| NOW THE FLOWERS TURNED BLACKER |
| AND I’M WITHOUT YA I’M GROWING |
| It’s Too Bad |
| Boohoo, Too Sad A |
| Story |
| How many fucks |
| Could a young man give |
| If he still don’t trust no ho |
| How many drags til |
| He match that weed |
| And his life go up in smoke |
| Pink on my mind, when i call on times |
| You would meet me when I’m blue |
| Aqua i swim in a sand so poplar |
| Gotta take more trips to the doctor |
| Thank obama, bill my mama |
| For the shit |
| I got conscience, when you played them jedi mind tricks for a fit |
| Amber eyes |
| Holding down them white lies |
| I was greener at the time |
| Things got hazy over time |
| Wait rewind |
| Like it’s vhs |
| Distorted memories in effect |
| Come back off recording |
| And you mad that i finished yet |
| Tryna make me jealous |
| But I love myself enough for, the both us |
| Ever since i woke up, and ever since we broke up |
| Sipping everywhere like to go cups |
| Abita and some cold cuts |
| Until i finally lucked up |
| And found a little solace |
| In the place i put my focus |
| Not everybody makes it |
| But at least these people know me |
| Safe to say I did good |
| OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE SPECTRUM |
| GUESS YOUR COLORS BEEN SHOWING |
| OPTICS MIMIC MY PASSION |
| AND WITHOUT YOU I’M GLOWING |
| It’s Too Bad |
| Boohoo, Too Sad a |
| Story |
| OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE SPECTRUM |
| GUESS YOUR COLORS BEEN SHOWING |
| NOW THE FLOWERS TURNED BLACKER |
| AND I’M WITHOUT YA I’M GROWING |
| It’s Too Bad |
| Boohoo, Too Sad A |
| Story |
| How many fucks |
| Can a young man give |
| If he still can’t trust his kin |
| Blood run deep til u up shits creek |
| And you gotta help lil cuz swim |
| Giving that bread that you won’t get back |
| That’s alright, I ain’t worried bout the past |
| Thats alright I ain’t worried, bout the cash |
| Just pray one day it’ll come back |
| Just pray one day, we could trade racks |
| You been with me since kid lavish |
| When my alias was backwards |
| Cause I only owned my mattress |
| Worked at subway feeling humble |
| Cause i shoulda been in classes |
| But instead i made some classics |
| That could fund me through a bachelors |
| In conversations, that would leave artists intimidated |
| I’m back on my bidness maybe |
| Call you when I’m finished maybe |
| Who knows, your stars still might be aligning |
| But if life about the timing |
| I’ll be on it til you find me |
| See ya later |
| OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE SPECTRUM |
| GUESS YOUR COLORS BEEN SHOWING |
| OPTICS MIMIC MY PASSION |
| AND WITHOUT YOU I’M GLOWING |
| It’s Too Bad |
| Boohoo, Too Sad a |
| Story |
| OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE SPECTRUM |
| GUESS YOUR COLORS BEEN SHOWING |
| NOW THE FLOWERS TURNED BLACKER |
| AND I’M WITHOUT YA I’M GROWING |
| It’s Too Bad |
| Boohoo, Too Sad A |