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letra de worms - cities aviv

[intro]
yah
it’s like my head keeps f-cking with me man, what’s going on, for real?
sh-t

yah

[verse 1]
it’s like i hit twenty-one, still tryna’ evolve
so many questions, unanswered, problems to solve
it’s like i wake up drinking, go to sleep sinking
turn around, “what the f-ck am i really thinking?”
feeding and living on instant gratification
looking for an escape, i’m on that next train
and nowhere fast, got nothing but my pride
a dollar and a backpack, filled with frustration
watch the people come and go from my life
like the only social network i value is at the bus station
place i freaking diss myself, ’cause when this sh-t breaks down
i can’t really trust n0body else
i feel n0body else
i love n0body else
even in my strife, i can’t hate n0body else
i can’t pretend that i’ll change how i’m living
yet i stay the same, i still don’t get it

[hook]
my mind, my mind, my mind slips, it stay slippin’, i stay slippin’
my mind, my mind, my mind slips, it stay slippin’, i stay slippin’
my mind, my mind, my mind slips, i stay slippin’, i stay slippin’
my mind, my mind, my mind slips, i stay slippin’, i stay slippin’
my mind, my mind, my mind slips, it stay slippin’, i stay slippin’
my mind, my mind, my mind slips, it stay slippin’, i stay slippin’
my mind, my mind, my mind slips, it stay slippin’, i stay slippin’

[verse 2]
if i could foresee the future by the lines on my hand
whisperin’ through allegories and the lines in the sand
i would reconfigure away all my moods and decisions
constructin’ my mind, stay sl1ck with precision
growin’ up, never had something worth building
got the double-speaker tell with the voice of the children
standing on my shoulders with the brain of a g*nius
the touch of an angel, and the sk!ll of a wizard
frankie, heard but couldn’t paint a better picture
present day sci-fi, the void of religion
i used to think heaven is the mount love until i walked that stretch
saw the same n-ggas tryna’ re-up
went home, turn my pen and pad to a time machine
transportin’ my brain to a place that i’ve never seen
looked in a mirror, twenty years to the minute
and it still was the same, i still don’t get it

[outro]
and it all fades to black
and it all fades to black
and it all fades to black
and why is that?
’cause life is like that

- cities aviv

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