笨小笨Mawce歌词由Everybody’s Worried About Owen演唱，出自专辑《Mawce》，下面是《Mawce》完整版歌词！
Mawce歌词完整版
Everybody’s worried about owen
作词： Everybody’s worried about owen
作曲： Everybody’s worried about owen
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Everything is coming up in roses
Everything is coming to a bitter bitter end
I'm searching for the problem and I'm looking for a positive
Maybe I'll see a few old friends
With more faith in God, I'll tell you this was the rapture
and we've been left behind
Why are we so young with tired sunken baggy eyes
So I'll give myself a name something stupid and pretentious like mawce spelled with a C
And I'll hope all the cool kids who graduated but stayed judgemental
Will finally accept me
And I might be flying home today
But I'm not going home
Because everything I thought I knew has proven to be wrong
And I'm desperate to the point of flying straight into the overdrinking nights that leave you feeling torn
I am leaving
I'm leaving for New York
Step off the plane hop into the sedan
I return to the house, not a kid, not a man
Screaming everyone here is for the 845
Where complaints see ghouls
And the kids only die
If they stray from the mark
If they take themselves clean
And they tore down the bark
Now I'm stuck in my dreams
And I might be flying home today
but I'm not going home
Because everything I thought I knew has proven to be wrong
And I'm desperate to the point of flying straight into the overdrinking nights that leave you feeling torn
I am leaving
I'm leaving for New York
And orange and yellow delivery trucks are all I can see
From the window of this uber
I'm reminded that the world wont stop for me
But no one ever really stops to think that
I might be flying home today
But I'm not going home
Because everything I thought I knew has proven to be wrong
And I'm desperate to the point of flying straight into the overdrinking nights that leave you feeling torn
I'm leaving
I'm leaving
I'm leaving for New York
I'm leaving for New York
I'm leaving for New York
