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letra de cj, pt. one - cian jay

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[chorus]
i’ve got this sh-tty -ss attention span
i’m feeling bland with ceiling fan
i’m staring at my wall, background noises from the weatherman
weatherman says weather’s bad, i don’t know whether to be sad
or whether i just shut my blinds and think of fun i could have had

[verse 1]
early jan’, i command, put some money in my hand
’cause christmas f-cked me over, got some sh-t for those i cannot stand
cannot stand these boys in bands, they’re everything i wish i had
making beats, defining feats sound kinda like the dreams i had

[verse 2]
dreams i had are kinda mad, inventing trends and starting fads
yet secretly in fear of hurting feelings of my mum and dad
mum and dad are getting sad, help me through all that is bad
told them it’ll all work out, i’ll buy them sh-t they never had

[verse 3]
never had a helping hand, i lied, i am a privileged man
supportive systems full of wisdom, never f-cking used them and
trudged through months with zero plan, devolved into a lazy man
reciting rhymes and writing lines and losing every friend i had

[verse 4]
wish i had a gothic lad who checked on me when times are bad
we’d make some love, heaven above would send us straight to satan’s labs
satan’s lab, i’m writing mad, writing words on writing pads
stacks and stacks of paper getting greater, overflow my pad

[verse 5]
hotel room, eternal doom, i’m staring at my face
the mirrors tells me something’s looking slightly out of place
can’t tell if it’s the bloodshot eyes or musty pedo’ ‘stache
or the cabin fever pulling levers, switching up my heart

[chorus]
this sh-tty -ss attention span
i’m feeling bland with ceiling fan
i’m staring at my wall, background noises from the weatherman
weatherman says weather’s bad, i don’t know whether to be sad
or whether i just shut my blinds and think of fun i could have had

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