CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : The Conformist

(The conformist)

Small talk to bore me of all the bullsh*t that you sporting
A speechless conformist, I don't see the morning (C'est la vie)
More talk to keep me up on my feet when I am leaving
If she wanna stay, though, rest on my own
Why would I wanna stay, though? Rest on my own, my own

My own, yeah, I wait for peace
It's the same old sh*t, running constantly
f**k a love song, ayy, tryna take my lease
Get a house on a hill, hear the waves on the beach
And we play these games, yeah, they f**king with my head
Tryna rearrange, but it's already set and it's donе
Still, you take up the place in my hеart
God knows I'm tryna kill it (Kill it)

Ice cold killer
Born bred sinner
Spin a web with the finger
She a player, I'm the game, oh, ayy, oh
I might have to lay low