Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Filthy , by - WSTR. Release date: 09.09.2019
Song language: English
Filthy |
| My therapist ain’t feelin it |
| He needs a break, thinks he should quit |
| Boy suck it up and deal with it |
| You a lazy bones, need to get a grip cuz |
| I’m struggling, I’m not gonna lie |
| What am I paying you for? |
| Cry your filthy heart out |
| What are you so mad about? |
| Unless there’s thin ice, we don’t skate |
| Stuck in a generation we hate |
| It leaves a bitter taste |
| So we all just stay the same |
| (Na na na na na na na na na na) |
| (Na na na na na na na na na na) |
| (Hey hey) |
| So I freshened up and cleaned a bit |
| I started eating Weetabix |
| Still fuck it up but I roll with it |
| Cling onto my relationships but, why? |
| We’ve all got problems, what about mine? |
| What am I paying you for? |
| Cry your filthy heart out |
| What are you so mad about? |
| Unless there’s thin ice, we don’t skate |
| Stuck in a generation we hate |
| It leaves a bitter taste |
| So we all just stay the same |
| Cry your filthy heart out |
| What are you so sad about? |
| Unless there’s thin ice, we don’t skate |
| Stuck in a generation we hate |
| It leaves a bitter taste |
| So we all just stay the same |
| Boy open up or things only get harder |
| It comes and it goes, it stems back to your father |
| The man who’d stay clear unless I won the lottery |
| I would rather stick it back in economy |
| Some to my friends, I know they think a lot of me |
| You think I owe you, you need a lobotomy |
| I hope you quiver with guilt at the thought of me |
| (Breathe) Let it all out man |
| Cry your filthy heart out |
| What are you so mad about? |
| My therapist ain’t feelin it |
| Ain’t feelin' it |
| Ain’t feelin' it (God help me) |
| Cry your filthy heart out |
| What are you so mad about? |
| Unless there’s thin ice, we don’t skate |
| Stuck in a generation we hate |
| It leaves a bitter taste |
| So we all just stay the same |
| Cry your filthy heart out |
| (Go cry your, go cry your) |
| What are you so mad about? |
| (What are you so mad about?) |
| Unless there’s thin ice, we don’t skate |
| Stuck in a generation we hate |
| It leaves a bitter taste |
| So we all just stay the same |
| This song is not a cry for help |
| It’s a cry for attention |
| We can have a bad day without being put on the spectrum |
| We are all the same |
| And we can sing like |
| (Na na na na na naa naa naaaa) |
| Hey hey |