Discomfort
Yeah, I'm totally good
Why do you look surprised?
Oh yeah, you told me you would
Told you, shouldn't bet on my feelings
Yeah, I'm totally good
Don't look so surprised
Oh yeah you told me you would
Hold up, wait a minute, do what you said you would
Cause, yeah you told me you would
Hold up, wait a minute and give me something good
Yeah, you said that you would
Discomfort then made me treasure now
I know how to turn the past into a weapon
An enemy that I need to best
Some way somehow
The negative in us is a test
Bring us around
To better things
Someone to make me linbo
Hey, what do you think?
Of course! That's so simple!
I never would have thought of that without your intervention
I guess I was caught up assuming out your inattention
I don't want to look, but I know I should
Questioning if I'm the person that I want to find
Tiens, prends une loupe, tes yeux me découpent
Déja, I don't really care if you see inside
I'm an open book, can be understood
No messing around with hidden meaning leaving you blind
Mon histoire est courte, mais mes yeux dégoutent
Déja, and I'm not even halfway through mine
Open your heart, let me into your home
Right through your headphones
Why do you look surprised?
Oh yeah, you told me you would
Told you, shouldn't bet on my feelings
Yeah, I'm totally good
Don't look so surprised
Oh yeah you told me you would
Hold up, wait a minute, do what you said you would
Cause, yeah you told me you would
Hold up, wait a minute and give me something good
Yeah, you said that you would
Discomfort then made me treasure now
I know how to turn the past into a weapon
An enemy that I need to best
Some way somehow
The negative in us is a test
Bring us around
To better things
Someone to make me linbo
Hey, what do you think?
Of course! That's so simple!
I never would have thought of that without your intervention
I guess I was caught up assuming out your inattention
I don't want to look, but I know I should
Questioning if I'm the person that I want to find
Tiens, prends une loupe, tes yeux me découpent
Déja, I don't really care if you see inside
I'm an open book, can be understood
No messing around with hidden meaning leaving you blind
Mon histoire est courte, mais mes yeux dégoutent
Déja, and I'm not even halfway through mine
Open your heart, let me into your home
Right through your headphones
Credits
Writer(s): Aljosha Frederick Konstanty, Victoria Lyne Burnett
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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