Letra de ​​delusional world champion - Jean Dawson

Walk

'Til I can't feel my feet, I'm stuck

Inhale, exhale, I'm in the breeze, yeah

Catch me if you can, I got the moon in my greedy little hands

I make the sun come out

Party in my head, the disco ball will pop

Runnin' for my life, I make the stars come up

Smashin' in the sides, I make the clouds erupt

Sittin' in my room, the karma's catching up

Spinnin' in the womb, my mama's bastard son

More I can't decide, I'm stuck in the light

More I can't decide, frozen in the sun

In the sun, in the sun, in the sun

In the sun, in the sun, in the sun

Nobody looking at me

Body headless, what's it called when you see through a smile?

I'm so sick of making fake witcha

My bad religion makes it way sicker

Jesus piece believe in me

I don't need anything from anyone around me

I'm for the cause of dancing on cop cars

Jumping off the roof and landing on pop stars

I'm all scars, bruises and all parts

Made it out the grave, now look at this boy walk

Runnin' for my life, I make the stars come up

Smashin' in the sides, I make the clouds erupt

Sittin' in my room, the karma's catching up

Spinnin' in the womb, my mama's bastard son

Runnin' for my life, I make the stars come up

Smashin' in the sides, I make the clouds erupt

Sittin' in my room, the karma's catching up

Spinnin' in the womb, my mama's bastard son

More I can't decide, frozen in the sun

In the sun, in the sun

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