Springtime Songtext
von Wonk Unit
Springtime Songtext
You won′t find me at the bar getting drunk
'Cause I′ll be sleeping on my own
Having nightmares I'm your yappy dog
Lost without an owner
Where is my partner?
You are my springtime
Disappointed I had you on
You shook away
I guess you had better things to do
With whom I'd like to know
I′m getting angry
You can test me all you want
I used to play the chess game
Not anymore
Nowadays I′m just colder
And I won't mess around
What you see is what you get
And I′m pissed with you
No more insecurity
You can stoop as low as you wanna go
And I'll hate you (Really hate you)
I′ll despise you (Really grate you)
And I'll worship you (Really hate you)
You got my stomach in a grinder
Stomach in a grinder
Stomach in a grinder
Stomach in a grinder
Just one brisk email and a phone call
I′m open, honest, fair
Can you say the same things about yourself?
Don't hang around at the airport
You won't find me at the bar getting drunk
′Cause I′ll be sleeping on my own
Having nightmares I'm your yappy dog
Lost without an owner
Where is my partner?
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You got my stomach in a grinder
Stomach in a grinder
Stomach in a grinder
Stomach in a grinder
You got my stomach in a grinder
You got my stomach in a grinder
'Cause I′ll be sleeping on my own
Having nightmares I'm your yappy dog
Lost without an owner
Where is my partner?
You are my springtime
Disappointed I had you on
You shook away
I guess you had better things to do
With whom I'd like to know
I′m getting angry
You can test me all you want
I used to play the chess game
Not anymore
Nowadays I′m just colder
And I won't mess around
What you see is what you get
And I′m pissed with you
No more insecurity
You can stoop as low as you wanna go
And I'll hate you (Really hate you)
I′ll despise you (Really grate you)
And I'll worship you (Really hate you)
You got my stomach in a grinder
Stomach in a grinder
Stomach in a grinder
Stomach in a grinder
Just one brisk email and a phone call
I′m open, honest, fair
Can you say the same things about yourself?
Don't hang around at the airport
You won't find me at the bar getting drunk
′Cause I′ll be sleeping on my own
Having nightmares I'm your yappy dog
Lost without an owner
Where is my partner?
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You are my springtime
You got my stomach in a grinder
Stomach in a grinder
Stomach in a grinder
Stomach in a grinder
You got my stomach in a grinder
You got my stomach in a grinder
Writer(s): James William Jr Sturr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

