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letra de ​sundays for are venting - ​boyband

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[verse 1]
talking sad on twitter, the computer cost more
i’m just scrolling into the abyss because i lost hope
don’t know where home is, wishing i was homeless (learning that the game is politics so i’m on the phone less)
friends with popstars, family working nine to five’s
falling out with women because i know we don’t see eye to eye
knowing that my enemies would shed a tear if i died tonight
and the state of the world got me scared just to catch a flight
and it seem like еverybody suicidal
hit my n-ggas with the “what you doin’?”
but i’m askin’ for they vitals
i can’t nursе n0body who ain’t askin’ for no help
and i can’t bless n0body who just said they chose h-ll
and i been focused on myself, i got regrets
thought i’d catch a breather, but i can’t feel my chest
been using up myself until there’s nothing left
and i’ll use up all my words ’til i’m on a song and nothing’s said
and i just lost my girl ’cause insecurity (insecurity)
i just lost my girl ’cause she’s unsure of me (unsure of me, woah-woah)
i know people need to be alone when that sh-t just get rough
and i can’t be too mad at it, i knew wasn’t enough

[verse 2]
i’m on that part where me and rap n-ggas f-ck the same hoes
and we don’t even bump each other, that’s just how the game goes
got identity crisis like my mom just said to change clothes
don’t even think n0body worth a flight to f-cking take home
my favorite bands listen to me now, i think it’s kind of cool
wonder if my idols are [?] kinda rude
’cause n-ggas only friends when they see a f-cking benefit
everyone claiming real when the love is f-ckin’ counterfeit
my brother always speaking on his pain and it never shows
he know he my slime, but i cry because he wipe his nose
and that’s just how it goes, i want him just to do better
but i can’t really care too much, if he think that sh-t, just whatever
got that king plan, i been thinking ’bout way back
used to stare at the crown together, wondering who would take that
little did i know, we could’ve shared that sh-t
’cause every one in the gang gon’ say they wear that sh-t, oh yeah
[outro]
and i been feeling like i do it myself
some days i cry out and i get no help
and i don’t wanna [murder ?] n0body else
i don’t wanna run, not enough
and i don’t wanna [murder ?] n0body else
i don’t wanna run away
someday i feel like i need some help, yeah
i don’t wanna [?] no more
i don’t wanna [?] no more, no

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