Paroles:
Foster The People

Call it what you want I said just call it what you want Yeah we're locked up in ideas We like to label everything Well I'm just gonna do here what

Robert's got a quick hand. He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan. He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid

Yet again, I'm hustling, hustling, hustling [x3] But I can't seem to catch a dime Take a little hit and I lose the time I took the man and his horse

Well I've been just I've been a bug unknown I know all about it but my heart is strong I've been away been running to save my head Yeah the warrants

Rise above gonna start the war Whacha want whacha need whacha come here for Well an eye for an eye and an F for fight Takin me down is a prisoners right

Today I walked through the door and fell down on my floor Got al of my papers out and read them Seems that I've been wanderin' for a little too long Yeah

Never wanna stand up for myself Never wanna get in the way, I said it I don?t know what the plan is, But you can share with me, ?cause I?ll Be listening

Sometimes life it takes you by the hand. It puts you down before you know it It's gone and you're dead again. I've been in places and I won't pretend

Robert's got a quick hand. He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan. He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid