CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Route 17
Devereaux
Look at myself in the mirror, prayin' for nothin'
I tell myself it'll be okay, but I know that I'm frontin'
I got these tears rollin' down my face, and the Devil is watchin'
They say that God is watchin' me too, but I'm feelin' forgotten
I'm askin' "Why would you put me upon this Earth? I'm a problem"
And if I really want answers, I feel like my death would [?]
I'm sayin'
(Switch lanes) I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
With no seatbelt, yeah (Let's go)
I could crash this car (I could crash this car) (Switch lanes)
Let my soul just walk away
You gon' f**k around, I'll bring the old me back
With a rain of bullets in your cul-de-sac
Got two slit wrists tryin' to hold this strap
And a whole damn world tryin' to hold me back
Comin' for your soul like you owe me that
Pretty sure that I already told you that
Whеn I hold your throat 'til the air got trapped
And I can let go, but it won't comе back
When I die, I'ma cherish that
When the wind gets stale and the air gets flat
Everything rots, and it smells like that
I am in Hell, it appears like that
I'm a batsh*t boy, and I can't help that
'Cause the voice say "kill," and I can't stop that
'Cause the hatchet go chop, and the neck go snap
And the pimp train rolls, and the hills go clap
(Switch lanes) I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
With no seatbelt, yeah (Let's go)
I could crash this car (I could crash this car) (Switch lanes)
Let my soul just walk away
I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
With no seatbelt, yeah (Let's go)
I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
Let my soul just walk away
I don't even know why the f**k I'm here
Rearview mirror crystal clear
One twenty on the dash, let Jesus steer
This'll be the road where my ghost appear ([?])
Just a broken soul, late night ridin'
Wrong way on a one-way, flyin'
I can't let nobody see me cryin'
Can't front, I've been thinkin' 'bout dyin'
Blunt in my mouth, foot on the gas
All the windows up, I'ma smoke 'til I crash
Blunt in my mouth, foot on the gas
All the windows up, I'ma smoke 'til I crash
(Switch lanes) I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
With no seatbelt, yeah (Let's go)
I could crash this car (I could crash this car) (Switch lanes)
Let my soul just walk away
I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
With no seatbelt, yeah (Let's go)
I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
Let my soul just walk away
Dirtbag
Look at myself in the mirror, prayin' for nothin'
I tell myself it'll be okay, but I know that I'm frontin'
I got these tears rollin' down my face, and the Devil is watchin'
They say that God is watchin' me too, but I'm feelin' forgotten
I'm askin' "Why would you put me upon this Earth? I'm a problem"
And if I really want answers, I feel like my death would [?]
I'm sayin'
(Switch lanes) I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
With no seatbelt, yeah (Let's go)
I could crash this car (I could crash this car) (Switch lanes)
Let my soul just walk away
You gon' f**k around, I'll bring the old me back
With a rain of bullets in your cul-de-sac
Got two slit wrists tryin' to hold this strap
And a whole damn world tryin' to hold me back
Comin' for your soul like you owe me that
Pretty sure that I already told you that
Whеn I hold your throat 'til the air got trapped
And I can let go, but it won't comе back
When I die, I'ma cherish that
When the wind gets stale and the air gets flat
Everything rots, and it smells like that
I am in Hell, it appears like that
I'm a batsh*t boy, and I can't help that
'Cause the voice say "kill," and I can't stop that
'Cause the hatchet go chop, and the neck go snap
And the pimp train rolls, and the hills go clap
(Switch lanes) I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
With no seatbelt, yeah (Let's go)
I could crash this car (I could crash this car) (Switch lanes)
Let my soul just walk away
I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
With no seatbelt, yeah (Let's go)
I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
Let my soul just walk away
I don't even know why the f**k I'm here
Rearview mirror crystal clear
One twenty on the dash, let Jesus steer
This'll be the road where my ghost appear ([?])
Just a broken soul, late night ridin'
Wrong way on a one-way, flyin'
I can't let nobody see me cryin'
Can't front, I've been thinkin' 'bout dyin'
Blunt in my mouth, foot on the gas
All the windows up, I'ma smoke 'til I crash
Blunt in my mouth, foot on the gas
All the windows up, I'ma smoke 'til I crash
(Switch lanes) I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
With no seatbelt, yeah (Let's go)
I could crash this car (I could crash this car) (Switch lanes)
Let my soul just walk away
I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
With no seatbelt, yeah (Let's go)
I could crash this car (I could crash this car)
Let my soul just walk away
Dirtbag
