Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whore, artist - We Are Band Nerds.
Date of issue: 22.02.2018
Song language: English
Whore |
I don’t trust nobody |
Cause' I been burned before |
I am possessed by a metronome (metronome) |
All I hear is 8th and quarter notes (quarter notes) |
8th in my styrofoam (styrofoam) |
My feet are betraying me, I feel the drink in me |
Please don’t pick up the phone (please don’t pick up the phone) |
Maybe the pheromone (maybe the pheromone) |
Got me hot in the streets, she say I’m a freak |
My dick runs deep, I’m a baritone (baritone) |
Probably why I ain’t famous (famous) |
God knows what my aim is (aim is) |
But I ain’t bloom till' I was 22 |
So ask yourself do you blame him? |
(blame him) |
Emotions like in a Rubik’s cube |
Many of whom try to claim him (claim him) |
But all this time he’s been selling lies |
So ask yourself do you blame them? |
(blame them, blame them) |
I am possessed by a metronome (metronome) |
All I hear is some clicks and a steady tone (steady tone) |
Suicidal thoughts when I’m left all alone (all alone) |
M.O.C. |
got the weed, I just hit the phone |
Collecting broken hearts like it’s lucky charms (lucky charms) |
Not my intentions when leading on (leading on) |
Swear I was in love with all of them (all of them) |
So why is it I feel I need to run? |
(need to run) |
I love you tonight (night, night) |
She said: «I love you for life» |
Hold up, I thought we agreed that we wouldn’t feed into these emotions, right? |
(right, right) |
I guess that you lied, (lied, lied) |
What a surprise (right, what a surprise) |
A hit of this kush (kush, kush, kush) |
Feeling the vibes (vibes, vibes, vibes) |
Feeling good, feeling great |
Feeling good, how are you? |
Feeling good, feeling great |
Feeling good, how are you? |
I (I) don’t trust nobody (body) |
Cause' I been burned before |
So I’d rather be a whore (whore) |
God damn (god damn) |
I’d rather be a whore (whore) |
God damn (god damn) |
Yeah |
I see a change like the seasons |
No reason to leave, but I leave like the trees in the fall |
I sample a piece and she senses that I want it all |
Yes, even demons have wings |
I think I’ve entangled an angel |
She’ll be so hateful, she grows attached |
I’m gone with the wind, like I was Clark Gable |
She says I make no sense, It’s a shame she can’t take no hints |
She acting like I’ve been faithful since we first met |
But her perspective is way past tense, brains past dense |
I’m not tryna' get no wife, I don’t want nothing official |
Just wanna hit those lights, just one night |
Watch your boy hit her then toy with her like Fisher Price |
There is no right in love and war |
I’m a sicko, common schizo', I ain’t got no type |
Different chick — different night |
Plain and simple: I’m just tryna' live my life |
What you call that? |
I spring when the showers bring flowers and sow seeds for the season |
But any reason it get hot like the summer I treat her like autumn and I fall |
back |
Feeling good, feeling great |
Feeling good, how are you? |
Feeling good, feeling great |
Feeling good, how are you? |
I (I) don’t trust nobody (body) |
Cause' I been burned before |
So I’d rather be a whore (whore) |
God damn (god damn), god damn |
I’d rather be a whore (whore) |
God (god), god (god) |
Rather be a whore |