Pulling Birds - Brake текст песни

If you wants some hey we got ‘um, one two three four
Brake, I would sell everything, I've gotta keep my head

Let me blind you with hypocrisy runs rampant through this keg party reminds me of the time machine goes flying by the mezzanine is where you'll find your empty seat sits four adults uncomfortably I bet so don't just stand there and tell me lies tell me sweet little lies are the truth so disguise your face with smiles and grace

Hey we're not looking for any problems
If you wants some hey we got ‘um, one two three four
Brake, I would sell everything, I've gotta keep my head

Let me rest my head, ‘cause I'll see you there
Yeah I need you there, I'll brake