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Small town baby got his knickers in a twist Doesn't like the way that this car suits my lips Fuck what you think, I'm not trying to impress you I probably just upset you, you're trying to be your best you Suited and booted, but got no money Trying to act a grownup, now that's pretty funny I fired everyone, now i be making plenty I'm feeling pretty empty, this attitudes expensive Take a trip and you might find... Let's make this public, let's take it outside Put down your small-talk and teach me to fight Let's make this personal, stop wasting my time Get out my way, I'm sick of being polite Caught in the middle, karma can raise your face Trying too hard, yeah it's gonna make you age Walk into the room, everybody looks the same I'm so tired of this place, yeah Why you scared of change, yeah? Too many photos and not enough friends Waiting on the next fad and the next trend Poses in the hall, and they clogging up the stairways SongtexteWalking on that bitch face Come on baby, let's play Let's make this public, let's take it outside Put down your small-talk and teach me to fight Let's make this personal, stop wasting my time Get out my way, I'm sick of being polite It's all i seem to see And it's all you seem to know 'Cause you're itching to find out But my body's gonna go See you turn up at my door 'Cause you don't know where we were The bodies on the lam 'Cause you'll see us on the road Let's make this public, let's take it outside Put down your small-talk and teach me to fight Let's make this personal, stop wasting my time Get out my way, I'm sick of being polite Oooh, oooh Oooh, oooh Oooh, oooh Oooh, ooh oooh Aus Songtexte Mania