Waitlifting

I gotta get it back
Tell me what's wrong with that
Send me the body bag
If you feel weathered
While you're in heather
And I'm in leather gloves

Trade me for life online
'till I get back and change for you
Wanna be bad all time, beside
The rest of our lives

I gotta set it straight
They wanna separate
You stare with such a face
Too old and losing touch

Bring me to life online
So I get back and change for you
Wanna be bad all time, beside
The rest of our lives
Tell me it's lies, on lies
Try me but I won't change for you
Say that you're scared to find the line
The rest of your life

And it's perfectly grey
And it's perfectly grey
And it's perfectly grey



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Vanbuskirk, Grant Thomas, John Burton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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