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letra de early morning doomscrolling - d'haelo & saint sleep

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[d’haelo]
in the morning light, wake up with full battery
‘preciate every second ’cause i don’t adapt to reality
self-actualize the idea to f-cking banish me
bet my last braincell is pleading to its pity knee
what a system i’m livin’, kicking my cold feet in rhythm
no way with my testimony i could break my inner blister
wake up at six, my eyelids, it’s bonded with yellow mist
dark like eclipse, i reminisce a day where i don’t exist (yuh)
why do i do these things the way i do?
i don’t know, leave me alonе
life’s a b-tch, repeating thе cycle in a bureaucratic zone
they all put a heavy boulder on me, it’s so grandiose
i hate living in this routine
wish i could keep it lowkey as a baritone
look at me now
i get a honored laugh track as i throw a tantrum, i’ma freak out
insanity pokes at my chest, gotta keep hold of my profanity
snap myself back home, hope for better and wake up with full battery

[saint sleep]
got a metal fist the way i hit you jaw
break apart acidic saw a distance right between me and you
i don’t listen to the truth, i don’t listen if it’s you
only listen like a sleuth; got a rotten gold tooth
but i bite bite bite styles till i’m in de-de-denial
break me down like a nail fi-fi-file
record this sh-t and throw another pointless track on top the pile
tryna go to heaven counting up my air miles meanwhile
mouth stay frothing
got back straight from the davy jones’ locker with a new outfit
won’t live a life if it ain’t filled with trouble
beat death and i still stay stubborn
divine intervention still gon ignore that sh-t
blind to my downfall walk with a stick
don’t know to live like an optimist
i’m still seeing spots like a dalmatian
[outro]
why do i do these things the way i do?
i don’t know, leave me alone
life’s a b-tch, repeating the cycle in a bureaucratic zone
they all put a heavy boulder on me, it’s so grandiose
i hate living in this routine
wish i could keep it lowkey as a baritone
look at me now
i get a honored laugh track as i throw a tantrum, i’ma freak out
insanity pokes at my chest, gotta keep hold of my profanity
snap myself back home, hope for better and wake up with full battery

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