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Kishore Kumar Hits — Livers - Folks текст песни

Исполнитель: Livers

альбом: Island

Can't count on folks
That you think you know
And I fail to give what people think they're owed
I'm alone again
I thought I'd make it in, but I won't
Told to fuck off on a Tuesday
Then I fucked a friend to learn that help comes late
That profane to you
Crude, but true
I just don't like most people
And folks don't care much for me
Ooh ooh
Woke up a saint that I'd hate to know
I'd sure like to stay, but it's known that I won't
I'm short of hope again
I'd hate to count on friends, so I don't
I just don't like most people
And folks don't care much for me
Ooh ooh
And I've stored up again
My judgmental threats you don't know of
And I've closed up again
Can only present myself so much
Uhh
Ooh ooh
Folks don't care much for me
Ooh hmm

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