T. Swift

Aye, aye, aye, aye aye, aye, aye, aye, aye Just shake it off Like a Taylor swift song You the one they rip on You the one they wanna be though Believe that They don't really want you to believe that What heathens I been stuck in my imagination No reason I put faith in the impossible You can't see that A mustard seed pact I got the drive Where the keys at Got a dream I'm so hungry Got to feed that Fuck a sign What's fatigue Army clothes I spill my soul on this cold hard ground Shake it off I'm on my Taylor swift Super flawed Different cloth I'm just built like this What's fatigue Army clothes I spill my soul on this cold hard ground Shake it off I'm on my Taylor swift Super flawed Different cloth I'm just built like this I'm just built like this Aye, I'm built like this You the type that could lead the blind Through the Bullshit Then redefine all The headaches And the dark places And cruel shit And the fuck boys backstabbers And the rude chic's Ones that stood by Ain't do shit And the toxic And the filters And the optics With the judgement Like I'm Like I'm Such a fuckin weirdo Like I'm Such a fuckin weirdo I'm Proud Like I'm Such a fuckin weirdo Like I'm Such a fuckin weirdo What's fatigue Army clothes I spill my soul on this cold hard ground Shake it off I'm on my Taylor swift Super flawed Different cloth I'm just built like this What's fatigue Army clothes I spill my soul on this cold hard ground Shake it off I'm on my Taylor swift Super flawed Different cloth I'm just built like this I'm just built like this Aye, I'm built like this I'm just built like this Aye, I'm built like this I'm just built like this Aye, I'm built like this