moffd

I got no money, my car is wreck
But I don't know how to fuckin' fix it

I got no muscles, my belly ain't flat
But I've been trying to jog for that

I got no masculine traits, on my face
But a beard, that you can't even see from far away

Well, I may have nothing, nothing, nothing but love.
But if thats all you'll ever ask, then it will be OK.

I got no skills, to build a house
I can barely lay a single fuckin' brick

I'm not so smart, maybe not all
But I can always hide it

Sometimes with you, it just feels
That everyone's better than me.

Well, I may have nothing, nothing, nothing but love.
But if thats all you'll ever ask, then it will be OK.