Appetite Songtext
von Zach Bryan
Appetite Songtext
I′ve been out and I've been drinking
Why am I always thinking
Of things that really matter like
Twin towers and satellites?
Everyone I know got older
Told my drunk ass to get sober
Settle down and have some kids
Be content with all of it
What if I don′t want children
To grow up like their father, willing
To stir shit up and start a fight
Then self up an appetite?
Why am I in Northwest Arkansas
Playing shows to those who don't care at all?
With my money bloody and my belt so tight
I work myself up an appetite
I've been out and I′ve been drinking
Cutting up my life in sections
They say I gotta act my age
Shut the fuck up and get on stage
Yeller, I pack my bags quickly
Toothbrush, combs, and my dogs with me
I′m strong enough to handle this
Fame and other corny shit
'Cause what if I don′t want children
To grow up like their father, willing
To stir shit up and start a fight
Then self up an appetite?
Why am I in Northwest Arkansas
Playing shows to those who don't care at all?
With my money bloody and my belt so tight
I work myself up an appetite
How I work myself up an appetite
What if I don′t want children
To grow up like their father, willing
To stir shit up and start a fight
Then self up an appetite?
Why am I always thinking
Of things that really matter like
Twin towers and satellites?
Everyone I know got older
Told my drunk ass to get sober
Settle down and have some kids
Be content with all of it
What if I don′t want children
To grow up like their father, willing
To stir shit up and start a fight
Then self up an appetite?
Why am I in Northwest Arkansas
Playing shows to those who don't care at all?
With my money bloody and my belt so tight
I work myself up an appetite
I've been out and I′ve been drinking
Cutting up my life in sections
They say I gotta act my age
Shut the fuck up and get on stage
Yeller, I pack my bags quickly
Toothbrush, combs, and my dogs with me
I′m strong enough to handle this
Fame and other corny shit
'Cause what if I don′t want children
To grow up like their father, willing
To stir shit up and start a fight
Then self up an appetite?
Why am I in Northwest Arkansas
Playing shows to those who don't care at all?
With my money bloody and my belt so tight
I work myself up an appetite
How I work myself up an appetite
What if I don′t want children
To grow up like their father, willing
To stir shit up and start a fight
Then self up an appetite?
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