Fat Chance Letra

Swearin'

Swearin'

Letra de Fat Chance
Bad trip, fat chance.
I’ll grip the seams of my pants.
I’m leaving here in the morning.

I’ll move out of this house.
I will get my own place.
Get noticed, get in pictures,
I will paint my face.

Forever is a long time.
Forever, forever is a long time.
Forever.
Forever.

Sequins, skin tight.
You played in Chicago last night,
and I drove home to Alabama.

An artist’s mind is
stimulated by the aesthetic.
I don’t know about art,
but I think your music’s shit.

Forever is a long time.
Forever.
Forever, forever, forever is a long time.