Paroles Free Style de Number1hater

Textes et Paroles de Free Style

Im at a boiling point about to roll a joint
About to lose it all about to hit the wall
About take the things that I've never seen
About to feel the way that I've never been
And don't nobody else know exactly what I'm feeling
And every word kicks off to the ceiling
and every time that we rock tonight
It's been a long time since I been this right
And in the ring you seem me in my crumbling tears
I wanna face you but I'm facing these fears
And You know every seconds fades away and
We see these Things like It was yesterday
And All I feel is feelings that you walked up to
I feel feelings as I see in you
And It dont matter who's wrong or right
And It dont matter who wins this fight

(Chorus)
Let the oldies music play in the back
I must admit your the best That I had
Everybody makes a mistake
You want me back but Its to late.


I'm laying on the bed we usta lay on
I turn the radio on and it plays or song
You said youd always be with me remember
I trusted you just like a family member
Now you complain that your not happy
Your not so bright every girl wish they could have
You looked out for me like you were my mother
and all the nick names that we had for each other
Remember when you introduced me to your parents honey
there so fake and clueless its funny
I see Why your so messed up now
I guess I should of seen this some how
Find some other guy to play this role. I hope you find a real nice asshole
you deserve this and every single word
you wouldnt belive all the things I've heard
every time we kissed I pretend it was someone else
hows it feel to be by yourself ?
You asked me out to go on a date You want me back but its to late.

(Chorus)

Let the oldies music play in the back
I must admit your the best That I had
Everybody makes a mistake
You want me back but Its to late.
Drinking problems got you in mood swings
If you dont want me to judge you don't do slutty things.
And you usta call me all the time
If you got other things to do thats fine
So you go out to party with strangers.
every day you get a little bit stranger
You say I cant change you this is who you are
I hope your ignorance takes you real far
You say I over analyze thing
You say alot of hypocritical things
Some time you love me, Some times you dont
Some times I wanna break your cell phone
You left all your stuff in the house.
Even after I kicked you out,
I guess you should of never talked about guys
Im not jealous But I can smell a lie.

(Chorus)

Let the oldies music play in the back
I must admit your the best That I had
Everybody makes a mistake
You want me back but Its to late

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