Lyrics

Been tryin' so hard to get close to you disco people Advertise my face all over the place But somehow nobody digs my rap Don't dig my dancestep I guess I got the wrong face End up in this far out chiq clic Like a thousand times before I'm about to feel so disconnected It ain't funny anymore Everybody's gonna be there Like a million times before Feel so fucked up Had to sneak out Hustlin' the street like some wasted old whore You better have bad taste Than no taste at all Wish I could jump as high As I'm about to fall You gotta have nerves of steel Never show how you honestly feel I got too much grace To stick around in this place I got too much grace To stick around in this place Tryin' so hard to get close to 'm people Like a million times before I'm about to feel so disconnected It ain't funny anymore When the smell of famous bodies fills up the room The psycho disco sweat is pissin' from my head You gotta have nerves of steel Never show how you honestly feel I got too much grace To stick around in this place I got too much grace To waste my time in this place
Writer(s): Hermanus Brood, David Hollestelle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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