You call yourself far from amazing
You call yourself a passing good time
You call yourself a hired gun
And you like to call yourself
The devil's best
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
You call yourself a train wreck
A sinner man whose hands are tied to his chest
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
You say that you'll never be a winner
And yet you haven't even played a single game yet
You call yourself the one who's never on time
And yet no one else has even departed
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Hey little child of mine
I know Life has been rough on you
Rough on you
Your daddy's been gone
And your mama don't seem to care at all
To care all
You call yourself far from amazing
You call yourself a passing good time
Good time, Good time
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Sweet Hayah - Gentle Lies Lyrics
Sweet Hayah - Gentle Lies Lyrics
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You call yourself far from amazing
You call yourself a passing good time
You call yourself a hired gun
And you like to call yourself
The devil's best
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
You call yourself a train wreck
A sinner man whose hands are tied to his chest
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
You say that you'll never be a winner
And yet you haven't even played a single game yet
You call yourself the one who's never on time
And yet no one else has even departed
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Hey little child of mine
I know Life has been rough on you
Rough on you
Your daddy's been gone
And your mama don't seem to care at all
To care all
You call yourself far from amazing
You call yourself a passing good time
Good time, Good time
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
You call yourself a passing good time
You call yourself a hired gun
And you like to call yourself
The devil's best
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
You call yourself a train wreck
A sinner man whose hands are tied to his chest
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
You say that you'll never be a winner
And yet you haven't even played a single game yet
You call yourself the one who's never on time
And yet no one else has even departed
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Hey little child of mine
I know Life has been rough on you
Rough on you
Your daddy's been gone
And your mama don't seem to care at all
To care all
You call yourself far from amazing
You call yourself a passing good time
Good time, Good time
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Oooh whoa Oh Oh
Writer: Nehal Abuelata
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