Song | So Selfish It's Funny |
Artist | Showbread |
Album | No Sir, Nihilism Is Not Practical |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dies | |
Someday they'll write a book about you | |
Because you're so selfish, it's funny | |
So self-absorbed, this thunderous horde of you, you, you | |
So self-absorbed, this thunderous horde of you, you, you | |
Yeah, I'd love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And you'd love me | |
But I love myself | |
So tense are these nerves in any instance | |
Teeth snap and a toe taps the dirt | |
Cry like a baby and see if then maybe | |
The others will cherish your hurt | |
Never you see a cry or a plea | |
Consider another or first | |
Know this is your world | |
The harsh words, harsh words | |
Recall you are the one in need, worse | |
Yeah, I'd love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And you'd love me | |
But I love myself | |
Yeah, I'd love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And you'd love me | |
But I love myself | |
Ignoring you, | |
I dance, oh | |
I doThrough magnificent realms, quite divine | |
Stopping to see my face smiling at me | |
For this is my life and my time | |
Yeah, I'd love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And you'd love me | |
But I love myself | |
Yeah, I'd love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And we'd serve you | |
But we serve ourselves | |
What an arduous task, it proves such a feat to be only one of a kind | |
And no scenery slips through the spaces we meet | |
Press forward and leave me behind | |
What an arduous task, it proves such a feat to be only one of a kind | |
And no scenery slips through the spaces we meet | |
Press forward and leave me behind | |
What a child you are, for you look just like me | |
Looking out for number one | |
And I'm all that | |
I have and all that | |
I seeSaved by the grace of the son | |
So shall we deny as we die | |
As I write a book about me | |
My noble wealth of serving myself | |
I am so selfish, it's funny |
zuo qu : Dies | |
Someday they' ll write a book about you | |
Because you' re so selfish, it' s funny | |
So selfabsorbed, this thunderous horde of you, you, you | |
So selfabsorbed, this thunderous horde of you, you, you | |
Yeah, I' d love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And you' d love me | |
But I love myself | |
So tense are these nerves in any instance | |
Teeth snap and a toe taps the dirt | |
Cry like a baby and see if then maybe | |
The others will cherish your hurt | |
Never you see a cry or a plea | |
Consider another or first | |
Know this is your world | |
The harsh words, harsh words | |
Recall you are the one in need, worse | |
Yeah, I' d love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And you' d love me | |
But I love myself | |
Yeah, I' d love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And you' d love me | |
But I love myself | |
Ignoring you, | |
I dance, oh | |
I doThrough magnificent realms, quite divine | |
Stopping to see my face smiling at me | |
For this is my life and my time | |
Yeah, I' d love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And you' d love me | |
But I love myself | |
Yeah, I' d love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And we' d serve you | |
But we serve ourselves | |
What an arduous task, it proves such a feat to be only one of a kind | |
And no scenery slips through the spaces we meet | |
Press forward and leave me behind | |
What an arduous task, it proves such a feat to be only one of a kind | |
And no scenery slips through the spaces we meet | |
Press forward and leave me behind | |
What a child you are, for you look just like me | |
Looking out for number one | |
And I' m all that | |
I have and all that | |
I seeSaved by the grace of the son | |
So shall we deny as we die | |
As I write a book about me | |
My noble wealth of serving myself | |
I am so selfish, it' s funny |
zuò qǔ : Dies | |
Someday they' ll write a book about you | |
Because you' re so selfish, it' s funny | |
So selfabsorbed, this thunderous horde of you, you, you | |
So selfabsorbed, this thunderous horde of you, you, you | |
Yeah, I' d love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And you' d love me | |
But I love myself | |
So tense are these nerves in any instance | |
Teeth snap and a toe taps the dirt | |
Cry like a baby and see if then maybe | |
The others will cherish your hurt | |
Never you see a cry or a plea | |
Consider another or first | |
Know this is your world | |
The harsh words, harsh words | |
Recall you are the one in need, worse | |
Yeah, I' d love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And you' d love me | |
But I love myself | |
Yeah, I' d love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And you' d love me | |
But I love myself | |
Ignoring you, | |
I dance, oh | |
I doThrough magnificent realms, quite divine | |
Stopping to see my face smiling at me | |
For this is my life and my time | |
Yeah, I' d love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And you' d love me | |
But I love myself | |
Yeah, I' d love you | |
But you love yourself | |
And we' d serve you | |
But we serve ourselves | |
What an arduous task, it proves such a feat to be only one of a kind | |
And no scenery slips through the spaces we meet | |
Press forward and leave me behind | |
What an arduous task, it proves such a feat to be only one of a kind | |
And no scenery slips through the spaces we meet | |
Press forward and leave me behind | |
What a child you are, for you look just like me | |
Looking out for number one | |
And I' m all that | |
I have and all that | |
I seeSaved by the grace of the son | |
So shall we deny as we die | |
As I write a book about me | |
My noble wealth of serving myself | |
I am so selfish, it' s funny |