Текст NoMBe – Kemosabe

We may never lock eyes, cause it’s bad exposure
Anything but hard times seem to wash away
And we’re not walking, we fly
A hasty pair of vultures

She made damn sure we
Never gon’ be friends x4

I’m burning novels online
Modern Allan Poe, yea
Make confetti of times
You made thoughts of trees
Ain’t it shockin love dies
Only skulls and bones left
And these laws apply
Till the end of me

Its wild if i think about it
Our lives are tied yet divided
It might be fine, but I doubt it
Boo, you know you’re too sensitive

You’re right to despise surprises
And why I might think you like it
In spite of feeling uninvited
No matter how I beg or plead you still made damn sure we

She made damn sure we
Never gon’ be friends x4

Never gon’ be friends
She made damn sure we
Never ton’ be friends x3