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letra de toxic - allday

it was me and my notepad
when i was a young no hoper
suddenly you’re grown up
and it aint much like the brochure
then you keep it silent
like the p that’s in pneumonia
am i getting closer or farther
went the hard way like kokoda
she called for closure
but she knew it wasn’t exclusive
i also told her i love her
maybe that was stupid
even slept over she did yoga, superfood and turmeric
and the p-ssy tight like student units, dont wanna lose it
if the shoe fit, she coulda had louboutins, jimmy choos on
hit a few bumps, sleeping on futons, from paying with coupons to
copping a coupe, these dreams giving me goosebumps
feel like kubrick, turn this music, to a movie to a movement and a few kids
in the crowd they got that glint
like the words i say explain how they feel, dont make no sense
cos i dont even know how i feel, i know these demons got me pinned
but i wouldnt let them demons win, cmon man

chorus
there’s nowhere left to hide
the ghosts are in my mind
but i’m not scared now
the shadows seem to creep
closer to my feet
but i’m not scared now
i been toxic to to every girl i ever been with
i call them crazy but maybe he is
why im so f-cked up i got my reasons
why im so f-cked up i got my reasons, jesus
i been talking fast at therapy that’s more bang for your buck
told that b-tch to fix me if you don’t i’ll f-ck this office up
how come every time i get my way? but still it’s aint enough?
chasing an illusion, you never touch
wrote my car off drinking and driving, it’s not me it’s the liquor
besides, i think my dealer should have just delivered
wish that i could scratch it from the record chicka chicka
i promised my girl i would change she’s like quicker quicker
i wont front, low on funds, tried to withdraw, my stomach sunk
my car dont skrr, it just clunk, on the bus, sit in gum
addicted to them girls in dunks, white af1s, i eat the c-nt
wet like a sponge, she got no flaws, acrylic claws, tan like trump
she hate my guts til i put i in her guts, and then she stunned
i love her so, til i make her love me back, then i run
now she at sweet greens, tender greens looking for a better me
she probably do it by the end of week

hi it’s me calling again
im the rap song voice mail girl
i leave you annoying messages and i’m not real
im just a representation of your distorted perception of women
anyway, call me back

- allday

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