Wrinkles

Hey, hey, hey!
We've got all the cards!
But they, they, they
Play better than us :(

I see your fortune clearly, from miles away
One bedroom apartment and wrinkles filled with cocaine

Don't waste your money on me
Don't make it something it's not
You are bitter and lazy -
I think it's HOT!

I know you connected the dots
But I am less than the sum of my parts
She got dressed inside of my car
I felt stressed and taken apart

Don't waste your money on me
Don't make it something it's not
She kisses my forehead and drives away
And I am ready for the pain

I
Am
Ready
For
The
Pain

I AM READY FOR THE PAIN



Credits
Writer(s): Alexey Akimov, Elena Levitskaya, Grigory Tatintsev, Nikita Kuzmichev
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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