I Pythie You Songtext
von Pythies

You think you rule
Your little neighborhood
You like to kick out
The ones that bail out

Babe you′re over
You're so over

You like to comment
On others people weight
You′d rather die, then let anyone
See your wrinkles
Babe you're getting old

All these rumors
And all these lies
Don't you wanna grow up?
Don′t you wanna be a star?
All these sayings
And all this crap
Are you never getting fed up
Of your own anima?


All these rumors
And all these lies
Don′t you wanna grow up?
Don't you wanna be a star?
All these sayings
And all this crap
Are you never getting fed up
Of your own anima?

Now you′re 40
Still the same
Wow 50
I guess denial's great

It′s really embarrassing you know
It's fucking awkward

You′re not special
There's ton of you
You're just a teen stuck
In an adult′s brain
It′s really a shame babe, cause you could have been so fucking great

All these rumors
And all these lies
Don't you wanna grow up?
Don′t you wanna be a star?
All these sayings
And all this crap
Are you never getting fed up
Of your own anima?


All these rumors
And all these lies
Don't you wanna grow up?
Don′t you wanna be a star?
All these sayings
And all this crap
Are you never getting fed up
Of your own anima?

I Pythie You
I fucking Pythie You