"SHELL ( OF A MAN )" lyrics
"SHELL ( OF A MAN )"
Yeah
Un-invite the guests
I wanna call it off
Call you out, call me rude
And I'll show you
If you don't like me now
You're gonna hate me later
Speak now or forever hold your peace
You're gonna hate me later
Speak now or forever hold your peace
Simple gossip keeps the young mind at ease
I know your kind I know the webs that you weave
How do I get past the past (The past)
I'm still hung up on cobwebs
I lasted this long in a paper house
Dopamine will kick in when I hit the ground
Oh, how do I get past the past (The past)
I'm still hung up on cobwebs
And I can't go back to that, no
I'm gonna leave you soon 'cause
I can't go back to that, no
No, huh, hmm
No, huh, woo!
Un-invite the guests
I wanna call it off
Call you out, call me rude
And I'll show you
If you don't like me now
You're gonna hate me later
Speak now or forever hold your peace
You're gonna hate me later
Speak now or forever hold your peace
This will be the last song about you and your voodoo doll fetish
There's a difference in visiting a memory and living in the past
I've lasted this long as a rubber ball
You pick me up and throw me up against the wall
How do I get past the past (The past)
I'm still hung up on cobwebs
I can't go back that, no
I'm gonna leave you soon 'cause
I can't go back to that, no
Still hung up on cobwebs
And I can't go back to that, no
I'm gonna leave you soon 'cause
I can't go back to that, no
No, huh
No, huh
Un-invite the guests
I wanna call it off
Call you out, call me rude
And I'll show you
If you don't like me now
You're gonna hate me later
Speak now or forever hold your peace
You're gonna hate me later
Speak now or forever hold your peace
Writer(s): Saya Gray, John Mavro
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- Saya Gray Lyrics
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