Letra de Fake Frowns
Bent at the knees, a last resort Backfired and made things worse Once on the bus, it was quite possible You'd be the jailhouse queen Jury and judge were screaming to hang You spat the sweat from brow He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work It had to end right nowI can't drive straight Counting your fake frownsFocusing in, details' a must Trying to make each one count All on your fingers stopping at ten Magistrate keyed in now Jury and judge were screaming to hang You spat the sweat from brow He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work It had to end right nowI can't drive straight Counting your fake frowns I can't drive straight Counting your fake frownsWe can't keep your interest now Increasing pixels and sound We can't keep your interest now Increasing pixels and soundJury and judge were screaming to hang You spat the sweat from brow He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work It had to end right...