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Leech (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Tell me why ya came, tell me why you’re here
Tell me why your voice is always ringing in my ear
You wanna be the man
Hangin with my crew
Who the hell are you though
I see you’re always at my shows, always with my bros
Always finding places where I think nobody goes
I can’t seem to shake you from this
So now I have to break you from this
Can’t you just let me be
Leech
Aw, get it straight
Can’t you take a hint, thought you had a friend
That’s such a shame that you’re coming around again
Man I’d really love to take ya out like Chuck Norris
Instead I’d kick ‘em with a vocal, slap ‘em with a chorus
Man I really shouldn’t have to beg
What makes me sick is when your mommy and daddy hit the bed
Oh you seem to not get that picture
So I’ll frame this script that i write ya
Can’t you just let me be
Leech
Stop sticking around – [x3]
Stop stickin around [x3]
Leech

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Leech (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Written by max collins and jon siebels

Tell those stories to me
I’m dying to hear the things you’ve done and seen
Farfetched as they may be
You strike a smile in me
Your stories ring of perjury
Construted with self empowering theme

Suckin’ on my brain you’re the teacher i’m the student
Turning things around your story’s not congruent
Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses
Turning things around
You’re turning things around

A manic stunning scene
I’m taking notes your taking me away into your false realtiy
I know your comfort lies in lying to try to make your life make sense
But you’re not making sense

I’d say it aloud but i’m not aloud
I see your head spin round and round

Broken record talk tonight
Skip that needle back and fourth on your mind wearing out unconvincing lies
Like a seedling dropped from an old oak tree
Your shade don’t hide no sun from me
Fake stories humor me
It’s graduation time
I love you like a mother

Leech (Letra)

Limp Bizkit

Limp Bizkit

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Does it make you envy?
Does it make you proud?
To tuck the world into a paper bag
This body’s state of “I’m ok, you’re not ok”
Yes, men too could be on the rag

I’m over my head I need a pick-me-up
Its easy to get high when you’re standing on our backs, man
Would anything ever be good enough for you?
Stand on your own, hold your water if you can

The ride’s over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride’s over, fair thee well
The ride’s over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride’s over, fair thee well
Not on my time

It isn’t fair to mention, but it awes the crowd
Your fictional, plastic alibi
So take another hit, steal another line
Did you ever meet a leech who was good at goodbyes?

When you were down i always picked you up
Why didn’t I recognize that everything was never fine?
I’m kicking myself that i shared spit with you
So fuck yourself
And fuck this bleeding heart of mine

The ride’s over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride’s over, fair thee well
The ride’s over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride’s over, fair thee well
Not on my time

When you were down i always picked you up
Why didn’t I recognize that everything was never fine?
I’m kicking myself that i shared spit with you
So fuck yourself
And fuck this bleeding heart of mine

The ride’s over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride’s over, fair thee well
The ride’s over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride’s over, fair thee well

The ride’s over