CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Lemonade
x2
All my friends are fake
All my friends are great
Recolect on better days
When we'd sip that lemonade
Thought we'd never fade away
Thought we'd all just stay the same
Never doing what we say
Man I miss the f**king lemonade
Summer time was the sh*t
And it really still is
Gives me time to make music
And I hope to use this
Skill that I've gained
To allieveate the pain
This sickness I've lived with
Lift the restrictions
Not quite done with the grim sh*t
I'm eating some, bisquick
I f**king love pancakes
I love to embrace
I love the human race
I love to raise stakes
I'm done taking long brakes
Sunburn, stardust, my bad
Relax there's no reason to mad
When you ask a motherf**king question like that
Then feel so f**king sad
Man, get a f**king smile bro
It might a while though
So let's cook some f**king cookie dough
We can't let go
Of the past we lived
So we make it quick
Like we did some sh*t
Nah, he just talking sh*t
x2
All my friends are fake
All my friends are great
Recolect on better days
When we'd sip that lemonade
Thought we'd never fade away
Thought we'd all just stay the same
Never doing what we say
Man I miss the f**king lemonade
Shoutout to my fake friends
Now they just my haters
Isolation isn't great
These situations hold some weight
Consider this considerate
B*t*h I'm legit as sh*t
Unlike you
These f**king fake friends
Robbed me of my happiness
Ya, this is some sappy sh*t
You got a torch, so carry it
Feeling moody as sh*t
I'm practically bipolar
I'm practically a soldier
Even though I'm anti-war
I'm a peace loving hippy
But if you try to hit me
I'll strike you back like rikki tikki
I live in a jungle, call me Mr. Kipling
Now I'm motherf**king hard as f**k
Don't worry, still got a heart and such
Just wanted to make one of those kinda songs
That everybody says to make
Or you'll never make it in this game
That's lame
No for real, that's f**king lame
x2
All my friends are fake
All my friends are great
Recolect on better days
When we'd sip that lemonade
Thought we'd never fade away
Thought we'd all just stay the same
Never doing what we say
Man I miss the f**king lemonade
Firebreathers and mind readers
F**k this presidential leader
I live for the dreamers
Sitting on the bleachers
Sidelines, sidelines
Off the white lines
No mai tias
Just wifi
We'll get some lemonade too
Pour one out for you
Cause we know, the sh*t you've been through
Sip the lemonade and I promise you'll never lose
But my promises are just roose
Will you make it through?
Through the lemonade
When times were great
Nowadays it's all just grey
And it's just okay
I promise... We'll be okay
As long as we sip the goddamn lemonade
All my friends are fake
All my friends are great
Recolect on better days
When we'd sip that lemonade
Thought we'd never fade away
Thought we'd all just stay the same
Never doing what we say
Man I miss the f**king lemonade
Summer time was the sh*t
And it really still is
Gives me time to make music
And I hope to use this
Skill that I've gained
To allieveate the pain
This sickness I've lived with
Lift the restrictions
Not quite done with the grim sh*t
I'm eating some, bisquick
I f**king love pancakes
I love to embrace
I love the human race
I love to raise stakes
I'm done taking long brakes
Sunburn, stardust, my bad
Relax there's no reason to mad
When you ask a motherf**king question like that
Then feel so f**king sad
Man, get a f**king smile bro
It might a while though
So let's cook some f**king cookie dough
We can't let go
Of the past we lived
So we make it quick
Like we did some sh*t
Nah, he just talking sh*t
x2
All my friends are fake
All my friends are great
Recolect on better days
When we'd sip that lemonade
Thought we'd never fade away
Thought we'd all just stay the same
Never doing what we say
Man I miss the f**king lemonade
Shoutout to my fake friends
Now they just my haters
Isolation isn't great
These situations hold some weight
Consider this considerate
B*t*h I'm legit as sh*t
Unlike you
These f**king fake friends
Robbed me of my happiness
Ya, this is some sappy sh*t
You got a torch, so carry it
Feeling moody as sh*t
I'm practically bipolar
I'm practically a soldier
Even though I'm anti-war
I'm a peace loving hippy
But if you try to hit me
I'll strike you back like rikki tikki
I live in a jungle, call me Mr. Kipling
Now I'm motherf**king hard as f**k
Don't worry, still got a heart and such
Just wanted to make one of those kinda songs
That everybody says to make
Or you'll never make it in this game
That's lame
No for real, that's f**king lame
x2
All my friends are fake
All my friends are great
Recolect on better days
When we'd sip that lemonade
Thought we'd never fade away
Thought we'd all just stay the same
Never doing what we say
Man I miss the f**king lemonade
Firebreathers and mind readers
F**k this presidential leader
I live for the dreamers
Sitting on the bleachers
Sidelines, sidelines
Off the white lines
No mai tias
Just wifi
We'll get some lemonade too
Pour one out for you
Cause we know, the sh*t you've been through
Sip the lemonade and I promise you'll never lose
But my promises are just roose
Will you make it through?
Through the lemonade
When times were great
Nowadays it's all just grey
And it's just okay
I promise... We'll be okay
As long as we sip the goddamn lemonade
