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    Good morning and fuck you
    I don’t really want to talk to you, no
    You can save your condolences to yourself
    I hate it when you say it
    I don’t need help

    If you think you feel sorry for me
    You’ll hate me more than I already hate me
    I'm throwing a pity-party this evening
    With everything that’s left of my feelings

    I'm ready to take all my sorrows by the hand and slow dance
    I'm blaming all my problems on everyone else
    ‘Cause fuck common sense

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    It’s not fair
    It’s not fair
    That the world gets to move on
    It’s not fair
    It’s not fair
    That’s the feeling after he’s gone

    Now my mom and dad just won’t stop fighting
    Because the anger left is so inviting
    But can you blame a man for all his crying?
    When his father died because of lies and
    Misinformation, fake news of a nation
    Told by a monster with standing ovation
    If there’s a God I think he’s on vacation
    And I already gave up on my salvation

    And I can’t blame California for this pain
    I know it was my choice to begin with
    And I can’t take back this time without
    I should’ve told you more that I loved you so
    Now I have to deal with all this sorrow
    I killed the hopes that I had for tomorrow
    I take it out on my heart, lungs and brain
    Hoping to die so I can see you again

    It’s not fair
    It’s not fair
    That the world gets to move on
    It’s not fair
    It’s not fair
    That’s the feeling after he’s gone

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    Composition: Caio Siqueira

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