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letra de s’more yellow - bryoza

[chorus]
we’re the devils dancing with the bells
ocean waves is singing like chanel
minions happy everywhere, pharrell
how we living every day in cells
romeo and juliet in h-ll
puffing, puffing moving like a snail
she’s in charge of holding sunny’s heart
but she’s only playing with my curls

[verse 1]
see, i’m ugly but i’m fashioned
chilling at the depot and moonwalking, michael jackson
watch how fast i slide up in the walls like an -ss-ssin
don’t take me too serious, of course i feel the vibes
ain’t no way you get the action
i done fell in desperation
in my mind i know i’m dedicated
it’s mistaken that it’s medication making me feel vacant
ain’t in the hospital, but i feel like another patient
i don’t got patience, get me out of here, my vision’s faded
would’ve balled like andrew luck but i’m tom brady famous
i got all the crowd moving their shoulders to my making
we repping chi-town today, shout out your girlfriend david
see my brothers from hometown, light it up we blazing
but back to you, my battleship has toughened up
baby you so beautiful but it’s too bad it’s only l-st
take the group down to the beach, make you smile 1-2-3
take you back down to your friend’s and we f-ck in their b&b
your ex is tripping sh-t

[verse 2]
your man just tripping, he a child, and he learned to tie his shoes
and went from, “i love you, baby” to “who the f-ck is you?”
this sh-t is awkward, keep the hoodies, keep the presents and balloons
no shame that i’ll think about you every time i’m in my room
but in my sleep, this sh-t is different
fell asleep booted as f-ck and i had dreams of us still kissing
wake up early with my mistress, getting tired of these visions
while my new girl understanding, i could never see us switching
but of course we keep this distance, so
kinda b-mmed we keep a distance
even though i know she right she might just end up selling kisses
it’s the devil that i’m dancing with, i love it when she’s grinning
her cheeks light up in the sun and then it’s f-ck you to your feelings
knew that sh-t from the beginning
holy sh-t, i’m so obsessive
never felt this way with anyone, and now my heart is stressing
lonely nights and conversations with my candles on my dresser
if you ever lost, look at the stars and know i’m still invested
‘cause i’m looking at them too

[bridge]
aye, rose gold on my pinky matches well
hundred thousand dollars on the scale
they say i’m funny like i’m dave chappelle
now she want my sweater from brazil, aye
i’m the leader of the underworld
doing better with my other girl
give her tip while i wait for the pill
aye, people on my nuts like they some squirrels

- bryoza

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