[Verse 1] The Fenerbahçe top It sits there in a bag Tag still scratchin' like a secret Like a dare I never had I could wear for the matches All that color on my chest You'd laugh if you could see me Say it suits me better than the rest [Chorus] Fenerbahçe top In just my size Hangs on my heart like your sad goodbye Do I wear it like a wound Or a trophy when I speak I can't seem to throw it out Or bury it deep So maybe I will wear it A T-shirt I should keep [Verse 2] I hold it in the hallway Smells like promise and one lost game All the chants caught in the cotton Every joke that knew my name Should I pack it down deep At the bottom of the drawer Or walk out lookin' foolish Like I'm waitin' at your door [Chorus] [Bridge] Would people say it's just fabric Say I'm stuck in yesterday But they never wore your laughter Never heard you shout my name So if they think that I look crazy I can live with how it seems 'Cause this shirt knows our history And the chest still bears your team [Chorus]
