Soberland

Chill, it's okay, to behave as you age You still have your hair and the village [?] fame You're waiting for someone, someone that sends your [?] Whenever you chose that, the light was already to pass But how am I suppose to catch you and stay away? From all the strangers that surround you You like them as friends I hate your taste, I hate your [?] Why don't you [?] no more [?]? Boots made you cool, when you were underage Now your [?] in your bed of clichés You're waiting for someone, someone that likes it when you bluff Whenever you chose that, don't get upset [?] But how am I suppose to like you, I can't stay away From all the strangers that's around you Yeah, you like them as friends I hate you taste, I hate your [?] Why don't you [?]? You're waiting for someone, someone that likes it when you [?] Whenever you chose that, don't get upset [?] You're always gonna mess around Never gonna be around Always gonna mess around (But how am I suppose to?) (Soberland, sober, sober) But how am I suppose to catch you and stay away? From all the strangers that surround you You like them as friends I hate your taste, I hate your [?] But how am I suppose to love you and stay away? From all the strangers that surround Yeah, you like them as friends I hate your taste, I hate your [?] Welcome to soberland

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