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letra de what the fuck is left here - chris chrome

(chorus)
as i reminisce about the things that i miss
thinking about the way we rock our ship, is h-lla toxic
kinda miss the days when our ignorance was bliss –
ya we ride the waves, i’m seasick but we’re not stopping

(verse 1)
first
it’s been too many years
second
let me be clear
life and time do what they do best..
had a baby and named it fear
fear of the day when you’d pop back up
i know, i let you stir the pot
now i’m f-cked the f-ck right up…
got me tangled in this web that we both call love?, d-mn
got mе laying in this bed wishing it was you, who was right above…
and evеry time i think about you im feeling stuck
d-mn right it’s tough, and life is rough, but one nights f-cking suck
but this time i won’t let you drag me into the dust

(chorus x2)
as i reminisce about the things that i miss
thinking about the way we rock our ship, is h-lla toxic
kinda miss the days when our ignorance was bliss
ya we ride the waves, i’m seasick but we’re not stopping
sipping liquor from a glass with those devil lips
reaper in your eyes, ya i caught that death stare
tripping off a pack got me lost in the mist
ask yourself this question what the f-ck is left here?
as i reminisce about the things that i miss
thinking about the way we rock our ship, is h-lla toxic
kinda miss the days when our ignorance was bliss
ya we ride the waves, i’m seasick but we’re not stopping
sipping liquor from a glass with those devil lips
reaper in your eyes, ya i caught that death stare
tripping off a pack got me lost in the mist
ask yourself this question what the f-ck is left here?

(verse 2)
so we hit the strip and started to shift
lucky none of us died
ya, the light from my phone flashed
and your name popped up, as the car began to slide
i was riding passenger, about to make contact with a pole
and of course, my seat belt hasn’t been pulled
my brain begins to overload
d-mn
is this it? man is this the limit
a stupid monday night in the back of a parking lot drifting
cuz buddy overshot his gas to break transition
i guess not..
cuz im still here and you’re still missing..
but tell me what the point of living, if you and i aren’t really cl!cking
d-mn
the trill running low, almost at an empty tank
what’s the point of commitment if every time you’re calling, im basically breaking the bank
this wasn’t the vision, the lens are tainted, only ruins remain
as our souls’ decay, with each card we play, with a loss of effection we don’t know how to display
f-ck it i just wanna run around and scream hooray
(chorus)
reminisce about the things that i miss
thinking about the way we rock our ship, is h-lla toxic
kinda miss the days when our ignorance was bliss –
ya we ride the waves, i’m seasick but we’re not stopping

sipping liquor from a glass with those devil lips
reaper in your eyes, ya i caught that death stare
im tripping off a pack getting lost in the mist
ask yourself this question what the f-ck is left here?

- chris chrome

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