Stingray Affliction
Show me what you're worth
Get up
Facedown, thinking out loud
He's so hardcore when he's running his mouth
There's always gonna be that fucking guy
You got a few things bottled up
Jump on a couple bottles like double dutch
Jäger got you faded when society's got you jaded
How do you expect to grow
When all you wanna do is break?
It's time to let shit go
And let the chorus play
No, I don't wanna be tough
I wanna make sure they can see me cry sure enough
Don't wanna bottle this up
The way you make me feel when you're around
Tough guy dies a little inside
This town might show no love
But kid, you gotta wake up
This is the real world
And you're only hurting yourself
When you spend every waking moment
With your fingers crossed
I don't think you can afford
To set karma further in motion
Go ahead
No one cares
Talk shit, you mean nothing
Talk shit, you mean nothing
No, I don't wanna be tough
I wanna make sure they can see me cry sure enough
Don't wanna bottle this up
The way you make me feel when you're around
Tough guy dies a little inside
This town might show no love
But no, I don't wanna be tough
Ask me what I see in you
I don't see nothing, I see right through
You're transparent, I know you don't wanna hear it
And I don't wanna be the person to slip up and hurt your feelings
I guess they don't wanna say it to your face
But I will 'cause somebody gotta put you in your place
I'm not afraid to scream and shout
And fr-fr-fr-fr-freak out and throw my hands up
And l-let it out
Punk bitch walking tall, like you got something to prove
Nah, man, 'cause deep down you know it sucks to be you
Stingray affliction
Making small stabs in passing
But the pain is bigger than it seems
Stop holding me under and let me breathe
Just let me breathe
The pain is bigger than it seems, yeah
A tough guy dies a little inside
Just let me breathe
The pain is bigger than it seems
Stop holding me under and let me breathe
Get up
Facedown, thinking out loud
He's so hardcore when he's running his mouth
There's always gonna be that fucking guy
You got a few things bottled up
Jump on a couple bottles like double dutch
Jäger got you faded when society's got you jaded
How do you expect to grow
When all you wanna do is break?
It's time to let shit go
And let the chorus play
No, I don't wanna be tough
I wanna make sure they can see me cry sure enough
Don't wanna bottle this up
The way you make me feel when you're around
Tough guy dies a little inside
This town might show no love
But kid, you gotta wake up
This is the real world
And you're only hurting yourself
When you spend every waking moment
With your fingers crossed
I don't think you can afford
To set karma further in motion
Go ahead
No one cares
Talk shit, you mean nothing
Talk shit, you mean nothing
No, I don't wanna be tough
I wanna make sure they can see me cry sure enough
Don't wanna bottle this up
The way you make me feel when you're around
Tough guy dies a little inside
This town might show no love
But no, I don't wanna be tough
Ask me what I see in you
I don't see nothing, I see right through
You're transparent, I know you don't wanna hear it
And I don't wanna be the person to slip up and hurt your feelings
I guess they don't wanna say it to your face
But I will 'cause somebody gotta put you in your place
I'm not afraid to scream and shout
And fr-fr-fr-fr-freak out and throw my hands up
And l-let it out
Punk bitch walking tall, like you got something to prove
Nah, man, 'cause deep down you know it sucks to be you
Stingray affliction
Making small stabs in passing
But the pain is bigger than it seems
Stop holding me under and let me breathe
Just let me breathe
The pain is bigger than it seems, yeah
A tough guy dies a little inside
Just let me breathe
The pain is bigger than it seems
Stop holding me under and let me breathe
Credits
Writer(s): Derek Tyler Carter, Josh Mark Manuel, Michael Ryan Bohn, Skyler Coleman Acord, Tyler Joseph Acord, Adrian Redmund Rebollo
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