Song | Martyrial Girl$ |
Artist | Gym Class Heroes |
Album | The Papercut Chronicles II |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : MCCOY, TRAVIS/MCGINLEY, MATTHEW/LUMU | |
作词 : MCCOY, TRAVIS/MCGINLEY, MATTHEW/LUMU | |
I'm officially going in girl | |
And refuse to come out | |
And that's a bloody | |
Let's go | |
I like to think I promise myself of being humble | |
And these other mother-ckers lose touch like a fumble | |
Cause you can keep a level head and have fun | |
Soon without came the plumber the game in the same | |
Boy release into my in the same lane as boys | |
You gonna have to respect me for making being I'm cool cool | |
So is the deal I'm talking at my t-shirt | |
'Cause I sweet the girl behind me staring at my love handles | |
I just wanna on the lead em | |
Where the fuck is when you need em | |
A crystofal walk and all my paper cut shitty | |
Thank god for war | |
'Cause otherwise I'll be like these other guys. | |
It's time to sing just say my thing | |
And everybody to prove for schooling | |
Yes, somehow I never felt so alone | |
In the roof full of | |
So now I'm a seat on this | |
And I'm a gonna laze on my boots | |
And keep on walking till I make my way home | |
'Cause someone tell me how I got here the first place | |
'Cause honestly in my opinion this the worst place | |
I mean I keep say hello to a few girls | |
I feel like brad pitt stuck in cool world | |
'Cause everything so foreign | |
And all the conversation is boring | |
I mean I'm practically snoring | |
'Cause somebody please need the door man | |
'Cause I don't think that I can take it | |
Everybody here is desperate like replacement | |
That's why probably I ain't say shit | |
Or what the hell I might waste it | |
'Cause I'd rather be conversate about the snickers | |
More outrageous no who's out the latest | |
Think I blow to a new greatest. | |
It's time to sing just say my thing | |
And everybody to prove for schooling | |
Yes, somehow I never felt so alone | |
In the roof full of | |
So now I'm a seat on this | |
And I'm a gonna laze on my boots | |
And keep on walking till I make my way home | |
Ladies and gentlemen | |
Boys and girls | |
I'd advise you all | |
To the papers two | |
You know get much better | |
You | |
It's time to sing just say my thing | |
And everybody to prove for schooling | |
Yes, somehow I never felt so alone | |
In the roof full of | |
So now I'm a seat on this | |
And I'm a gonna laze on my boots | |
And keep on walking till I make my way home |
zuo qu : MCCOY, TRAVIS MCGINLEY, MATTHEW LUMU | |
zuo ci : MCCOY, TRAVIS MCGINLEY, MATTHEW LUMU | |
I' m officially going in girl | |
And refuse to come out | |
And that' s a bloody | |
Let' s go | |
I like to think I promise myself of being humble | |
And these other motherckers lose touch like a fumble | |
Cause you can keep a level head and have fun | |
Soon without came the plumber the game in the same | |
Boy release into my in the same lane as boys | |
You gonna have to respect me for making being I' m cool cool | |
So is the deal I' m talking at my tshirt | |
' Cause I sweet the girl behind me staring at my love handles | |
I just wanna on the lead em | |
Where the fuck is when you need em | |
A crystofal walk and all my paper cut shitty | |
Thank god for war | |
' Cause otherwise I' ll be like these other guys. | |
It' s time to sing just say my thing | |
And everybody to prove for schooling | |
Yes, somehow I never felt so alone | |
In the roof full of | |
So now I' m a seat on this | |
And I' m a gonna laze on my boots | |
And keep on walking till I make my way home | |
' Cause someone tell me how I got here the first place | |
' Cause honestly in my opinion this the worst place | |
I mean I keep say hello to a few girls | |
I feel like brad pitt stuck in cool world | |
' Cause everything so foreign | |
And all the conversation is boring | |
I mean I' m practically snoring | |
' Cause somebody please need the door man | |
' Cause I don' t think that I can take it | |
Everybody here is desperate like replacement | |
That' s why probably I ain' t say shit | |
Or what the hell I might waste it | |
' Cause I' d rather be conversate about the snickers | |
More outrageous no who' s out the latest | |
Think I blow to a new greatest. | |
It' s time to sing just say my thing | |
And everybody to prove for schooling | |
Yes, somehow I never felt so alone | |
In the roof full of | |
So now I' m a seat on this | |
And I' m a gonna laze on my boots | |
And keep on walking till I make my way home | |
Ladies and gentlemen | |
Boys and girls | |
I' d advise you all | |
To the papers two | |
You know get much better | |
You | |
It' s time to sing just say my thing | |
And everybody to prove for schooling | |
Yes, somehow I never felt so alone | |
In the roof full of | |
So now I' m a seat on this | |
And I' m a gonna laze on my boots | |
And keep on walking till I make my way home |
zuò qǔ : MCCOY, TRAVIS MCGINLEY, MATTHEW LUMU | |
zuò cí : MCCOY, TRAVIS MCGINLEY, MATTHEW LUMU | |
I' m officially going in girl | |
And refuse to come out | |
And that' s a bloody | |
Let' s go | |
I like to think I promise myself of being humble | |
And these other motherckers lose touch like a fumble | |
Cause you can keep a level head and have fun | |
Soon without came the plumber the game in the same | |
Boy release into my in the same lane as boys | |
You gonna have to respect me for making being I' m cool cool | |
So is the deal I' m talking at my tshirt | |
' Cause I sweet the girl behind me staring at my love handles | |
I just wanna on the lead em | |
Where the fuck is when you need em | |
A crystofal walk and all my paper cut shitty | |
Thank god for war | |
' Cause otherwise I' ll be like these other guys. | |
It' s time to sing just say my thing | |
And everybody to prove for schooling | |
Yes, somehow I never felt so alone | |
In the roof full of | |
So now I' m a seat on this | |
And I' m a gonna laze on my boots | |
And keep on walking till I make my way home | |
' Cause someone tell me how I got here the first place | |
' Cause honestly in my opinion this the worst place | |
I mean I keep say hello to a few girls | |
I feel like brad pitt stuck in cool world | |
' Cause everything so foreign | |
And all the conversation is boring | |
I mean I' m practically snoring | |
' Cause somebody please need the door man | |
' Cause I don' t think that I can take it | |
Everybody here is desperate like replacement | |
That' s why probably I ain' t say shit | |
Or what the hell I might waste it | |
' Cause I' d rather be conversate about the snickers | |
More outrageous no who' s out the latest | |
Think I blow to a new greatest. | |
It' s time to sing just say my thing | |
And everybody to prove for schooling | |
Yes, somehow I never felt so alone | |
In the roof full of | |
So now I' m a seat on this | |
And I' m a gonna laze on my boots | |
And keep on walking till I make my way home | |
Ladies and gentlemen | |
Boys and girls | |
I' d advise you all | |
To the papers two | |
You know get much better | |
You | |
It' s time to sing just say my thing | |
And everybody to prove for schooling | |
Yes, somehow I never felt so alone | |
In the roof full of | |
So now I' m a seat on this | |
And I' m a gonna laze on my boots | |
And keep on walking till I make my way home |