If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
Don't speak
If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
If you ain't got....speak
Your song has been sittin in my open notebook all week
Your soul has been keepin like a open casket guiding me
Don't hold back, real shit to all the toxic violent memories
Don't hold back, wrist-flick a backhanded compliment, don't speak
Don't speak
If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
If you ain't got...
Your song has been sittin in my open notebook all week
Your soul has been keepin like a open casket guiding me
Don't hold back, real shit to all the toxic violent memories
Don't hold back, wrist-flick a back--
Don't hold back, wrist-flick a back--
Fake James - ISLANDS Lyrics
Fake James - ISLANDS Lyrics
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If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
Don't speak
If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
If you ain't got....speak
Your song has been sittin in my open notebook all week
Your soul has been keepin like a open casket guiding me
Don't hold back, real shit to all the toxic violent memories
Don't hold back, wrist-flick a backhanded compliment, don't speak
Don't speak
If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
If you ain't got...
Your song has been sittin in my open notebook all week
Your soul has been keepin like a open casket guiding me
Don't hold back, real shit to all the toxic violent memories
Don't hold back, wrist-flick a back--
Don't hold back, wrist-flick a back--
Don't speak
If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
If you ain't got....speak
Your song has been sittin in my open notebook all week
Your soul has been keepin like a open casket guiding me
Don't hold back, real shit to all the toxic violent memories
Don't hold back, wrist-flick a backhanded compliment, don't speak
Don't speak
If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
If you ain't got nothin good to say, don't speak
If you ain't got...
Your song has been sittin in my open notebook all week
Your soul has been keepin like a open casket guiding me
Don't hold back, real shit to all the toxic violent memories
Don't hold back, wrist-flick a back--
Don't hold back, wrist-flick a back--
Writer: Taylor Odishaw-Dyck
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