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letra de scrolling - dave b

[verse 1]
woke up underwater don’t know how i’m gonna
but i gotta do better, today
someone called me awkward, tried to get the follow
train of thought has got so crazy, these days
picking seash-lls, before i derail
wiping all the nudes, freed up the email
avoiding all my dues, we just drinking sh-t
smoking, thinking sh-t, ’till my muse hit me, ride me like “swell”

[chorus]
’till then i’m scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’
trapped behind the gl-ss
scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’
go get you some air
scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’
trapped behind the gl-ss
soul is broken, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’
go get you some air [ay]

[verse 2]
summer blues winter tan, boy i fall quick
when i text you, you ignore me, that’s when i call quits
people suck, friends are the worst
how you sharing something i was showing you first?
david in the future and he put it on shirts
funky like the downbeat, wicked like a tall tee
quickie then i’m backs off, sleepy like the mac’s off
was in the room but wasn’t really f-cking with it
chuckling about nothing
b-tch i love being fake, i like being rude
cold n-gg- that’s a hot take, spiced up the mood
rest in peace your problem, not an issue for me
let it be the reason we won’t kick it ever
shorties ain’t the only ones that’s h-tting on me
might be riding dolo, keep it h-lla cloudy [ay]

[chorus]
and i’m still scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’
trapped behind the gl-ss
scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’
go get you some air
scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’
trapped behind the gl-ss
soul is broken, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’
go get you some air [ay]

[bridge]
although i don’t want to i still do
got to free up sp-ce but that’s old news, news
and it’s me, comma, you, comma
these walls ’till it’s pitch black
me, comma, you, comma
hours we will never get back
say me, comma, you, comma
these walls ’till it’s pitch black
me, comma, you, comma
hours we will never get back

[verse 3]
remember when i found out everything wasn’t feasible
at that moment i knew that depression wasn’t just seasonal
everything is everything but all that sh-t ain’t reasonable
had to sing my blues out, figaro figaro
n-gg- thought he was cool, but you really still nigaro
and know that i had found me way before i had needed you
sippin’ on that serum, binging the black mirror
fixed with the info, what is we here for?
if we ain’t making nothin’, we probably on bullsh-t
and it ain’t just the locals on some “wanna be cool” sh-t
so i, hit corner, smokin’ them sticks ’till i
free up the mental, that’s not what she into

and although i don’t want to i still do [say]
got to free up sp-ce, but that’s old news, news

[chorus]
so i’m scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’
trapped behind the gl-ss
soul is broken, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’ [yeah]
scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’
trapped behind the gl-ss
soul is broken, scrollin’, scrollin’, scrollin’

- dave b

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