naysayers// Songtext
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naysayers// Songtext
Gossip and revenge
Lower Manhattan, I had a reason
To scream God all of the seasons
Made it through the winter and it felt so deceiving
But if I think hard enough
It all bubbles up
And if I think hard enough
I find a better train
So this is unlike me
Ever betting on a witch hunt
So upset over sugar
Can′t remember what the wolves done
Gonna put you in a fair race
You'll be paid in exposure
What dream do you wanna buy?
The smile on the billboards
The dream left with the tease (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Left the label in grease (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Memento mori snakes
Lovers, frenemies
(It′s a motto for tragedy, it's a motto for discipline) and if I think hard enough
(It's a motto for modeling, it′s a motto for battling) I start throwing up
(It′s a motto for tragedy, it's a motto for discipline) and if I think hard enough
(It′s a motto for modeling, it's a motto for battling)
(It′s a motto for tragedy, it's a-) it′s like I'm number one
So this is unlike me
Ever betting on a witch hunt
So upset over sugar
Can't remember what the wolves done
Gonna put you in a fair race
You′ll be paid in exposure
What dream do you wanna buy?
The smile on the billboards
Whoa, whoa
And if I were you
I′d be nicer to me
To me and my friends
Lower Manhattan, I had a reason
To scream God all of the seasons
Made it through the winter and it felt so deceiving
But if I think hard enough
It all bubbles up
And if I think hard enough
I find a better train
So this is unlike me
Ever betting on a witch hunt
So upset over sugar
Can′t remember what the wolves done
Gonna put you in a fair race
You'll be paid in exposure
What dream do you wanna buy?
The smile on the billboards
The dream left with the tease (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Left the label in grease (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Memento mori snakes
Lovers, frenemies
(It′s a motto for tragedy, it's a motto for discipline) and if I think hard enough
(It's a motto for modeling, it′s a motto for battling) I start throwing up
(It′s a motto for tragedy, it's a motto for discipline) and if I think hard enough
(It′s a motto for modeling, it's a motto for battling)
(It′s a motto for tragedy, it's a-) it′s like I'm number one
So this is unlike me
Ever betting on a witch hunt
So upset over sugar
Can't remember what the wolves done
Gonna put you in a fair race
You′ll be paid in exposure
What dream do you wanna buy?
The smile on the billboards
Whoa, whoa
And if I were you
I′d be nicer to me
To me and my friends
Writer(s): Kenneth Beasley, Marvin Jordan, Ian Carroll, Logan Lamers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
