Rhus typhina
They say the colours are the things to judge
But your charisma has in acute shortage
Your presence is nothing, just stupid lies
Why should I trust that traitor in front of my eyes?
You're sweet, charming, the cool type of guys
Where’s the goliath when I find myself in fights?
It's like an old pop song, it's old but gold
The freshman is out, shines brighter than the old
Like a rhus typhina you're so beautiful
Tastes and smells so good, seems indisputable
Be aware what you see, it's all a disguise
All that glitters is ain’t gold, think twice
But your charisma has in acute shortage
Your presence is nothing, just stupid lies
Why should I trust that traitor in front of my eyes?
You're sweet, charming, the cool type of guys
Where’s the goliath when I find myself in fights?
It's like an old pop song, it's old but gold
The freshman is out, shines brighter than the old
Like a rhus typhina you're so beautiful
Tastes and smells so good, seems indisputable
Be aware what you see, it's all a disguise
All that glitters is ain’t gold, think twice
verfasst: 04.04.2019
~Mandy
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