Parents look from the street, unphased
Threw a stick at a mate, too late
Missed his head by an inch, no pain
Feigning defeat, I scream for full attention
Response from the street
Insults from all directions
[Chorus]
All the sins were ornamental
Cover for my disease
Sick of being sentimental
I fake my retreat
Stones thrown from the yard don't land
Graceless in their intents, no chance
But to my relief, I had their full attention
[Chorus]
All my sins were ornamental
Cover for my disease
Sick of being sentimental
I fake my retreat
Took a seat in the trees, unscathed Parents look from the street, unphased Threw a stick at a mate, too late Missed his head by an inch, no pain Feigning defeat, I scream for full attention Response from the street Insults from all directions [Chorus] All the sins were ornamental Cover for my disease Sick of being sentimental I fake my retreat Stones thrown from the yard don't land Graceless in their intents, no chance But to my relief, I had their full attention [Chorus] All my sins were ornamental Cover for my disease Sick of being sentimental I fake my retreat Explain Request ×
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