S.O.F.T.
Lyrics
And now we find
Looking back at your state of mind,
Was it all just a cover up,
Woke your mother up,
You were on TV.
Did the devil say to you,
You can make it through,
I'll take you to the top
And now that you're heaven bent
And it pays the rent,
Is it hard to stop ?
S.O.F.T.
Thought you knew the score
S.O.F.T.
Always wanted more
S.O.F.T.
Are you sure you're sure
S.O.F.T.
And now we find
Looking back at your state of mind,
Was it all just a cover up,
Broke your mother up,
On my TV.
Did the devil say to you,
You can make it through
I'll take you to the shop
And in a dress too small
To be a dress at all
Is it hard to stop ?
S.O.F.T.
Thought you knew the score
S.O.F.T.
Always wanted more
S.O.F.T.
Are you sure you're sure
S.O.F.T.
Writer(s): JUSTINE ELINOR FRISCHMANN
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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