CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Konyo!
I got flaws
I’ll admit, more then the rest of them
I’m partly insane, delusional, cheesey as hell
I’m sure
I take a part of the blame
It’s just kinda crazy how we still haven’t spoken
We‘re family and this is gone too long under-woven
But you won’t hear me out until
I make it
I know for a fact
I say until but
I’m unsure—it’s a fact
My odds are around a 3% chance but
I’m scared for my future
Nothing clicks like it used to
Lost interests
Failing school
I wish I didn’t lose you, on the low though
I have to shift these fields
I know The grass is greener somewhere
I just can’t see from this hill
I have to push past
How they want us to fail
Wants my brother in jail
My sister to drop out
And My mother in hell for running
She just wanted freedom from abuse
All she got was more
From those that she thought she knew
Based out in isolation
I been losing sleep
I’ve gotten tired of mourning, tired of mornings
I don't got time for school, mom
I’m occupied with a chord change
You can take my keyboard and sh*t
And but still be writing music
I feel like I’m not worth it
And no amounta internet posts you make can revert
THAT you keep saying someone loves me
I don’t take those words lightly
I leave soft tracks
BUT belonging is what I want to
Follow
It’s the hard facts that are
Always a bit too hard to swallow
My love is
The size of Ecuador’s empanadas
Wider then Ralphs Cesar
Bag salad
The Prodigeee laying dormant under-covers
And he wants to show them allll
His hidden talents
READY? STAY STEADY WITH THE BALANCE!
Don’t trip over that mattress
We don’t have space for bed frames
And Dom stayed over a few days
How come?
This album
Takes so long
~I’m a perfectionist!~
A sh*tty excuse for a lazy f**k
I’ll admit, more then the rest of them
I’m partly insane, delusional, cheesey as hell
I’m sure
I take a part of the blame
It’s just kinda crazy how we still haven’t spoken
We‘re family and this is gone too long under-woven
But you won’t hear me out until
I make it
I know for a fact
I say until but
I’m unsure—it’s a fact
My odds are around a 3% chance but
I’m scared for my future
Nothing clicks like it used to
Lost interests
Failing school
I wish I didn’t lose you, on the low though
I have to shift these fields
I know The grass is greener somewhere
I just can’t see from this hill
I have to push past
How they want us to fail
Wants my brother in jail
My sister to drop out
And My mother in hell for running
She just wanted freedom from abuse
All she got was more
From those that she thought she knew
Based out in isolation
I been losing sleep
I’ve gotten tired of mourning, tired of mornings
I don't got time for school, mom
I’m occupied with a chord change
You can take my keyboard and sh*t
And but still be writing music
I feel like I’m not worth it
And no amounta internet posts you make can revert
THAT you keep saying someone loves me
I don’t take those words lightly
I leave soft tracks
BUT belonging is what I want to
Follow
It’s the hard facts that are
Always a bit too hard to swallow
My love is
The size of Ecuador’s empanadas
Wider then Ralphs Cesar
Bag salad
The Prodigeee laying dormant under-covers
And he wants to show them allll
His hidden talents
READY? STAY STEADY WITH THE BALANCE!
Don’t trip over that mattress
We don’t have space for bed frames
And Dom stayed over a few days
How come?
This album
Takes so long
~I’m a perfectionist!~
A sh*tty excuse for a lazy f**k
