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Songtexte: The Almost. Southern Weather. I Mostly Copy Other People.

So this is the time when
You be what you just wanna be
I always thought this would
Come oh so naturally

I'm gonna do just what you
Order me to do
So chase me, chase me
I'll run twelve circles around you

I'll make this way worse than you know

Ain't it a shame that they won't
Remember all of this?

Let's get, let's get it goin'
Make a mess way worse than you know
We'll beat this town black and blue
With my quick and easy flow

They'll ask us where we came from
Where's the place that we blew in from
I wanna make them like us
I wanna make them worship us

It'll make you feel like you're in love

Ain't it a shame that they won't
Remember all of this?
We're all just fakin' out with someone
Who tells us what we should miss

More fake than you have ever been
More fake than you have ever
Spin, spin the truth get a chance

Ain't it a shame that they won't
Remember all of this?
We're all just fakin' out with someone
Who tells us what we should miss

Ain't it a shame that they won't
Remember all of this
We're all just fakin' out with someone
Who tells us what we should miss

So tell me what to miss
So tell me what