Letra de Fake Gold - The Front Bottoms

The name of this band was gonna be Mass Shooter

But the tone felt too spot on

You got to be careful, especially as a loser

What you project yourself on

That's why I never used your crutches or sat in your wheelchair

Or sang about the big car crash

That may or may not be

Always on my mind

All somewhere underneath it all

All somewhere underneath it all

Waiting for the band, still hasn't happened

Everything you had, divide into fractions

Could've been bad, but I got some perspective

I left it alone right where you left it

Stay, or may not be

Always on my mind

And it may or may not seem

Like you're leavin' me behind

And it may or may not be

Always on my mind

And it may or may not seem

Like you're leavin' me behind

You're leavin me behind

All somewhere underneath it all

All somewhere underneath it all

Protest (What's a protest?), entertainment (My entertainment)

Giving all my stuff away

Is it an object fashion statement

To wear the same things every day

This is a protest to my entertainment

To wear the same thing every day

All somewhere underneath it all

All somewhere underneath it all

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