Cut Season Testo

Testo Cut Season

Too young to feel
This bad, hoping
Something might change
(Ah ah ah ah ah ah)
We hide it well
But we're broken
We've seen better days

We fell off the same page
We don’t want the same things now
No-o-o-ow
I tried to take the right way
All you do is stress me out
Ah ah ah ah ah

I don't need a reason
It's cut season
I don't need a reason
It's cut season
I, I'm done
You ruined everything that made this fun
I don't need a reason
It's cut season

It's cut season

You get a high when you're weighting me down, it's too heavy
You fill me up just enough but you leave on empty
Baby it's a dead thing
I don't need a reason
It's cut season
I don't need a reason
It's cut season
I, I'm done
You ruined everything that made this fun
I don't need a reason
It's cut season

It's cut season
It's cut season
It's cut season
It's cut season