Текст песни
Stop pretending
I see your hands shaking.
You said “I’m alright” three times.
That’s how I know you’re lying.
One more sin. Go on
No bank details just cashy
Might roll through with a mashy
Rise up the wosh and meet man dashy
Teeth in the floor for a fassy
Ratchet tucked in my boxers
Actors they're after Oscars
No consignment ticks or sponsors
Come from a block full of monsters
Run a man down in my Air Max
Ching off his skin then I wear that
Let the thing buss like it's Bearback
Don't run off don't you dare act
I do not stunt, bore a sharp
I keep it blunt, fancy a flutter
Then I take a punt
Money up front Money up front
more sin tonight oh my I’m alright
bodies collide oh my I am alright
Bring me to life oh my I am alright
Begging and bite oh my I am alright
Begging and bite oh my alright
Collide collide
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