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Paroles de la chanson Sunburnt Shoulders par Bea and her Business
I'm terrified of romance
My friends all fall in love so easily
I'm terrified of no plans
'Cause usually I'm kinda OCD
I'm terrified of Jesus
Always wondered if he's looking down on me
I'm terrified of myself
And the loser that I might turn out to be
Party's over and everybody's leaving
Backwash in the drinks I'm getting left behind
Wearing dirty clothes and oversleeping
When am I gonna do something with my life?
Everyone's got a thing, oh god, where's mine?
Take, take a little bit of weight from off my sunburn shoulders
My friends all fall in love so easily
I'm terrified of no plans
'Cause usually I'm kinda OCD
I'm terrified of Jesus
Always wondered if he's looking down on me
I'm terrified of myself
And the loser that I might turn out to be
Party's over and everybody's leaving
Backwash in the drinks I'm getting left behind
Wearing dirty clothes and oversleeping
When am I gonna do something with my life?
Everyone's got a thing, oh god, where's mine?
Take, take a little bit of weight from off my sunburn shoulders
Mate, I'm not ready for the shit that comes with getting older
There's no graduation, there's no fancy piece of paper
To tell my mum and dad, I did it
Hold the world back for a minute
Another year, I'm sure I'll kill it
Just give me time
I wanna be a drummer, but I don't want to carry 'round the kit
I wanna be a mother, but what if I'm a real bad influence?
I wanna be a good guy, but then I'd have to pack away the bitch
I wanna be left field, but people only dance when you play the hits
There's no graduation, there's no fancy piece of paper
To tell my mum and dad, I did it
Hold the world back for a minute
Another year, I'm sure I'll kill it
Just give me time
I wanna be a drummer, but I don't want to carry 'round the kit
I wanna be a mother, but what if I'm a real bad influence?
I wanna be a good guy, but then I'd have to pack away the bitch
I wanna be left field, but people only dance when you play the hits
Party's over and everybody's leaving
Backwash in the drinks I'm getting left behind
Wearing dirty clothes and oversleeping
When am I gonna do something with my life?
Where's the guardian angel when I need them on my side?
Take, take a little bit of weight from off my sunburn shoulders
Mate, I'm not ready for the shit that comes with getting older
There's no graduation, there's no fancy piece of paper
To tell my mum and dad, I did it
Hold the world back for a minute
Another year, I'm sure I'll kill it
Just give me time
A little time
Backwash in the drinks I'm getting left behind
Wearing dirty clothes and oversleeping
When am I gonna do something with my life?
Where's the guardian angel when I need them on my side?
Take, take a little bit of weight from off my sunburn shoulders
Mate, I'm not ready for the shit that comes with getting older
There's no graduation, there's no fancy piece of paper
To tell my mum and dad, I did it
Hold the world back for a minute
Another year, I'm sure I'll kill it
Just give me time
A little time
Just give me time
Give me one more year, I'm sure I'll kill it
Give me one more year, I'm sure I'll kill it
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