White Collar
Daine
paroles Daine White Collar

Daine - White Collar Lyrics & Traduction

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You wanna be Paris
You wanna be Lola
But here you're pretending that you're friends with the owner
I could've been thinner
And I could've been taller
But here I am singing to paint white on my collar

She's arrived at the event
It's culture's cloaked assassin
Adept at making friends
I don't think I wanna play the game of who cares less
'Cause one will end up dead

God, can you bear to hear them talk
They're all hunting for sport and claiming it's for art
You better start learning to lie
'Cause they will get you first
And then you're gonna cry

You're not enjoying you're over-indulging
Ridiculous, privileged, underperforming
You're not enjoying you're over-indulging
Ridiculous, privileged, underperforming