Songtext von Featherweight

You're too kind You send invites And I'll swing downtown, yeah I won't fight So kind Yeah you're too sweet for my liking Should I Just make you happy? I should fight And satisfy Let things slide down One last time Hold tight We got five people pleasers in the backseat Looks like I can't be happy On my flight Away, away You give too much to take away from If you can't love me I feel featherweight, ah So go Ooh, ooh My eyeballs burn I vomit words And I'll play small-talk Till my body hurts Hold tight We got five people pleasers in the backseat Looks like On my flight Away, away You give too much to take away from If you can't love me I feel featherweight So go Ooh, ooh On my flight Away, away You give too much to take away from If you can't love me I feel featherweight So go Ooh, ooh