Brianna Taylor. Brianna Taylor EP. Tragic. Zeneszám

He?s always talkin about his regrets
No love to spare and no cash to spend
So unaware he don?t have the strength to care
Wo-ah

Wheels turn as the world spins and leavin
Tongue tied he never can speak his mind
So unashamed nothings ever gonna change
Oh-hh

Just so typical that it?s not original
He?s so tragic always so tragic
Only heaven knows if he?s even got a soul
He?s so tragic always so tragic

Pulled down like a car crash in the night
Dragging his path into the light
He?s such a fool complicating all the rules
Oh-hh

He?s starts where reality begins
Holds on to all the same old sins
Misunderstood fighting everything that he could
Oh-hh

Just so typical that it?s not original
He?s so tragic always so tragic
Only heaven knows if he?s even got a soul
He?s so tragic always so tragic
Oh-hh

He?s so tragic all the time
It?s automatic

Hey-yy
Yeah yeah yeah

It?s all the way down

Just so typical that it?s not original
He?s so tragic always so tragic
Only heaven knows if he?s even got a soul
He?s so tragic always so tragic
Tragic Yeah

Only heaven knows if he?s even got a soul
He?s always so tragic always so tragic

Hey-yy

He?s so tragic all the time
It?s automatic

(Thanks to Rafael for these lyrics)