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letra de plazma - bungalo

[chmpsn]

i got neon in my bloodstream
feel sunlight in my veins
stardust seeping through every particle that remains
my trust in miracles ain’t nothing but guessing games
so i might spin the wheel
spend money to pierce the brain
survival through petty things
the pressures we hold so close, so run
like forrest to the coast
creeping on your ghost
the past might kick your ass
the past might kick your ass
the past might kick your ass
the past might kick your ass
huh

[desmondrun]

plazma
hazmat suit for cameras
asthma, breathing
find it hard to reason with phantoms
fiending
f-ck around with demons, d-mn you
damage
greater than the greed i could grant you
[joncho]

i don’t know if i wanna wake up
got a lotta time that i need to make up
keep me drеaming i don’t wanna take off with ya
when i want time with ya imma hit ya linе

[masa]

busy doing donuts in the lot
she said send the addy to the spot
green and purple on her polka dot
too much going on and now it’s hot
asking how much i got it’s a lot
plazma busy dripping then it drops
trickle down
too much going on inside my top
plazma busy dripping then it drop then it drop
then it drop
then it-

[desmondrun]

plazma
hazmat suit for cameras
asthma, breathing
find it hard to reason with phantoms
fiending
f-ck around with demons, d-mn you
damage
greater than the greed i could grant you
atoms
crashing into standards
trash ’em
tragic
triggered by the classics
dancing, stepping
stones all on your neck
made of plastic
plazma
peelin’ out the lot in something lavish

[li]

waste me
older than the coals in the bas-m-nt
traces of the mold in the folds of my faces
face me
if all you do is call out the graceless
weighing out the hate against the holes in your fragrance
complacent
hold me to my dreams
at least until i wake up
pulling at the seams
dripping out from my makeup
cuddling self the way down
hooked on the velvet, the cult, the weight drowning
its pacing out the door in the hall, and she hates frowning but
i could only tell her the truth
to move mounds so loose you need talent
hold for those moments you hold, and don’t doubt ’em
i can’t count ’em
i don’t know
[joncho]

i don’t know if i wanna wake up
got a lotta time that i need to make up
keep me dreaming i don’t wanna take off with ya
when i want time with ya imma hit ya line

- bungalo

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