It's time to mail it all in
Time to disappoint everyone
My mood has shifted so drastically
Because there is no sun
Days of judgment from passive aggressives
You'll never see me again
I was a bastard in Seattle
I have been a bastard my whole life
I was a bastard in Seattle
I have been a bastard my whole life
Solitude, solitude
Attitude of solitude
Solitude, solitude
Attitude of solitude
I used to have good times
Or did the good times have their way with me
Participate in the discussion
Kids repeat what they hear on TV
Day of judgment from passive aggressives
You'll never see me again
I was a bastard in Seattle
I have been a bastard my whole life
I was a bastard in Seattle
I have been a bastard my whole life
FAKEDEATH - BASTARD IN SEATTLE Lyrics
FAKEDEATH - BASTARD IN SEATTLE Lyrics
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It's time to mail it all in
Time to disappoint everyone
My mood has shifted so drastically
Because there is no sun
Days of judgment from passive aggressives
You'll never see me again
I was a bastard in Seattle
I have been a bastard my whole life
I was a bastard in Seattle
I have been a bastard my whole life
Solitude, solitude
Attitude of solitude
Solitude, solitude
Attitude of solitude
I used to have good times
Or did the good times have their way with me
Participate in the discussion
Kids repeat what they hear on TV
Day of judgment from passive aggressives
You'll never see me again
I was a bastard in Seattle
I have been a bastard my whole life
I was a bastard in Seattle
I have been a bastard my whole life
Time to disappoint everyone
My mood has shifted so drastically
Because there is no sun
Days of judgment from passive aggressives
You'll never see me again
I was a bastard in Seattle
I have been a bastard my whole life
I was a bastard in Seattle
I have been a bastard my whole life
Solitude, solitude
Attitude of solitude
Solitude, solitude
Attitude of solitude
I used to have good times
Or did the good times have their way with me
Participate in the discussion
Kids repeat what they hear on TV
Day of judgment from passive aggressives
You'll never see me again
I was a bastard in Seattle
I have been a bastard my whole life
I was a bastard in Seattle
I have been a bastard my whole life
Writer: Ian Call
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid