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(D**k out!) I've been in survival mode for a minute now My O2 tank starting to diminish, I Feel so distant when I get so close Guess I get so high not to get so low, oh What do I need? Man, who is to say Spark a fine weed just to move out my way I don't trust myself to maneuver these days Bring the eye to the front and lock my doom in a cage Yeah, I'm a bummer still Bummerville, population: me Ones and Ls I approach life like I'm in imminent danger Then say too much; I'm an intimate stranger Ident**y crisis, body dysmorphia I think I died last year; this my memorial Yeah, you know sh*t don't change Blowing smoke out in O's 'Til I blow out my brains (bluh, bluh, bluh!) Hard drives always fail Bound to thеir mechanics Lost my car keys, f**ked around, and found Atlantis Sеt a toggle for the damage; not a fan of friendly fire Bomb squad alumnus; who been scrambling the wires? I got eggs in the microwave, syrup in the Faygo I'm mad st**ches didn't toss a bird up in my face though One day I'll snap and trade my house for a Winnebago I think I'm Ivan Drago; if he dies, he dies Eyes redder than Kano in his blindest eye You the type to say Joe Rogan is my type of guy M'kay, okay, cool; whatever, I guess As long as boats float a** and the water kissing pink Boy, I'm Slowpoke Vodka shot, coke flow, this mom and pop pizza slice I don't mean to showboat, but off the top, I speak to Christ A little bit of body in the pen's felt Blowing by you, speed of sound, I make sure this wind's felt (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!) If only I could Put my left foot in front of my right foot There's no spring to my step (Such a pity!) There's no swing to my walk (Such a pity!) There's no reason they left, though We should be still out here taking the same steps! (I can't repair) If only I could (I can't repair) Put my left foot in front of my right foot (I need repairing, can't see clear) (They say I could do whatever I want, but that's a lie. Hah) I'm sad in a way that you feel guilty about it I'm backing double-stuffed oreos, in milk I'm drowning When my stomach hurts, I swear it off, I disavow it Soon I need another snack, I'm all up in the kitchen scouting, looking Looking out the window, hope a bear show up I got to see him once, but now he doesn't dare show up 'Cause if he did, I would take his fish That bear is fake as sh*t He wouldn't even make a fist to punch me in my bacon bits I could walk in the forest for miles without being confronted I could laugh at trees and tell them all their growth was stunted I out-whisper leaves and bring in autumn with my breeze I am Mr. Freeze, I'll beat Robins in my sleep The truth is coyotes can't do this They can't even move their mouths to form words, let alone make music! If only I could Put my left foot in front of my right foot There's no spring to my step (Such a pity!) There's no swing to my walk (Such a pity!) There's no reason they left, though We should be still out here taking the same steps! (I can't repair) If only I could (I can't repair) Put my left foot in front of my right foot (I need repairing, can't see clear)
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