Fame infamy
๐ต 1034 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:06 duration
๐ ID: 22256144
๐ Lyrics
I'm a preacher sweating in the pew
For the salvation I'm bringing you
I'm a salesman, I'm selling you hooks and plans
And myself for making demands
When I'm home alone, I just dance by myself
And you pull my hips so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright, but it went to his head
I am God's gift but why would he bless me with
Such wit without a conscience equipped?
I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, woah
It's too much green to feel blue
When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
And you pull my hips so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright, but it went to his head
When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
And you pull my hips so close lying goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright, but it went to his head
For the salvation I'm bringing you
I'm a salesman, I'm selling you hooks and plans
And myself for making demands
When I'm home alone, I just dance by myself
And you pull my hips so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright, but it went to his head
I am God's gift but why would he bless me with
Such wit without a conscience equipped?
I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, woah
It's too much green to feel blue
When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
And you pull my hips so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright, but it went to his head
When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
And you pull my hips so close lying goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright, but it went to his head
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:23.19] I'm a preacher sweating in the pew
[00:28.97] For the salvation I'm bringing you
[00:34.58] I'm a salesman, I'm selling you hooks and plans
[00:40.28] And myself for making demands
[00:44.80] When I'm home alone, I just dance by myself
[00:50.43] And you pull my hips so close volume goes with the truth
[00:56.17] Signing off I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
[01:03.06] The kid was alright, but it went to his head
[01:09.31]
[01:17.06] I am God's gift but why would he bless me with
[01:22.61] Such wit without a conscience equipped?
[01:28.44] I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, woah
[01:34.22] It's too much green to feel blue
[01:38.77] When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
[01:44.61] And you pull my hips so close volume goes with the truth
[01:50.15] Signing off I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
[01:56.98] The kid was alright, but it went to his head
[02:03.39]
[02:21.43] When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
[02:27.29] And you pull my hips so close lying goes with the truth
[02:32.85] Signing off I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
[02:39.76] I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
[02:45.31] I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
[02:50.88] The kid was alright, but it went to his head
[02:56.95]
[00:28.97] For the salvation I'm bringing you
[00:34.58] I'm a salesman, I'm selling you hooks and plans
[00:40.28] And myself for making demands
[00:44.80] When I'm home alone, I just dance by myself
[00:50.43] And you pull my hips so close volume goes with the truth
[00:56.17] Signing off I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
[01:03.06] The kid was alright, but it went to his head
[01:09.31]
[01:17.06] I am God's gift but why would he bless me with
[01:22.61] Such wit without a conscience equipped?
[01:28.44] I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, woah
[01:34.22] It's too much green to feel blue
[01:38.77] When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
[01:44.61] And you pull my hips so close volume goes with the truth
[01:50.15] Signing off I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
[01:56.98] The kid was alright, but it went to his head
[02:03.39]
[02:21.43] When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
[02:27.29] And you pull my hips so close lying goes with the truth
[02:32.85] Signing off I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
[02:39.76] I'm alright in bed, but I'm better with a pen
[02:45.31] I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
[02:50.88] The kid was alright, but it went to his head
[02:56.95]