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letra de 20 - deine galaxy

[verse 1]

yeah, 20 years old
looking in the mirror, 20 piercings in my earlobes
i gotta see clearer, more responsible than voices in my ears, i’m steering clear hoe
i wanted to die so b-tch, i switched the f-cking gear, yo
punch it into rear, hoe

might be reversing but i ain’t going back
dealing with these curses and panic attacks
i just can’t manage the fact, damage my stamina to the max
i’m hammered running to dabs, now i just ran up the racks

there is no excuse, i’m an adult, i’m running tight and never loosе
i still miss the days drinking my apple juice
changе your attitude, i got food and water, h-lla gratitude
harley d’s while you got on some battered shoes, i don’t gotta ask for two

grown up so quit your complaining and f-cking show up
the funds from your parents are f-cking froze up
like out on your own now, just walk down the road, pal
and don’t say sh-t to us you b-tch, like go get your own gal

[verse 2]

rest in peace to all who that i’ve lost, i couldn’t stand it
grief and depression causing unrealistic damage
wish i could chill at home everyday, and blaze sh-t and f-cking play, that’s lazy i’m sayin d-mn bruh, c’mon
like man up, d-mn i really miss smoking my weed, dreaming of santa
but i know when i fiend i’m just one step closer to cancer
thinking pleasure is the only answer, destroying my mind because it is rancid, honestly

i just love being mindless to numb the pain
since you came back you took all that sh-t away, wait mistake
you ecstatically make me attached only to back away
this is the second year you’re not here and it’s an awful day

dreaming of a better day, iiremember dreaming bout growing up
i never thought that life would f-cking suck this much
guess who isn’t showing up, cutting my classes and gettin stoned as f-ck
giving my all to the corps controlling us

b-tch i’ll be a corpse if i do not quit it
like i gotta shift my mission and ditch sh-t that leaves me trippin
kicks are for kids, b-tch
i’m not one, workin my ass off and it is not fun
see me and they know they cannot stop ’em

f-ckers better stock up
time was down so b-tch i raised the clock up
mind was down degrading screaming stop, f-ck
waiting for the day i break and rot up
a lot’s tough, the gossip is toxic, until we’re all forgotten
i can’t believe that i’m 20, used to think 14 was plenty
notice how over the years i slowly feel more and more empty
living where i am renting, i’m stacking up debt for my future
always thought i was a loser, now i make hits on computers

i’m 20 years old
looking at my life like where the f-ck did all the years go
i remember when my sister almost ripped my earlobe
that was back when we were only four
thinking bout days before, better days are at the door

- deine galaxy

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