Grifter Songtext
von Buice

She talks a lot
But I′m not listening

Pretty people in places, like abandoned homes
Can they tell that the ones who put them there are their own
Give them sidewalks, take away hope
And condemn whatever just so that you can stay afloat


I know that you hate yourself
I know, I know, I know
I know that hate self Wealth
I know, I know, I know
I know that you grift for fun
I know

So you take them, and squeeze all of the life out their lungs
No one really knows the truth so just accept what you want
Take some airports, send them to hell
But no one will pity you once you're all bare by yourself

I know that you hate yourself
I know, I know, I know
I know that hate self Welth
I know, I know, I know
I know that you grift for fun
I know, I know