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letra de days - kamil o

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[verse 1: kamil oldham]
i f-cking hate one day, and just be happy the next
i might just open my phone, and send a text to my ex
just to drown out these emotions in some meaningless s-x
and i mean who would’ve guessed
when i’m left all alone
that if i ain’t getting drunk
than i’d rather be home
cus’ all these motherf-cking feelings cut me down to the bone
call me a catacomb i’m sippin’ out styrofoam
and you can try to hold me down
but i just be in my zone

[verse 2]
right, that’s right i been choppin’ up pills
i’m sorry mom if you hear this you probably gettin’ the chills
but yo, all this son has gotta deal with his deals
but he got big dreams
to get a house in the hills
and i’ve been sinnin’ a lot, but i’ve been praying a lot
and i know i don’t believe, but it’s the last thing i got
but hey i gave it a shot
and i know you’d be proud
you and my real dad both if i still let him around
but i just pushed him away
just like everyone else
and i just sit here at night
i do it all to myself
i only saw him in pictures that i kept up on my shelves
and i ain’t never f-cking called despite that love that i felt
mood swing type sh-t
i’ve never been one for love
cus’ the thing i loved the most
has just been money and drugs
i ain’t never had a dad so i grew up with a vice
so i pop another pill
i guess this pain will suffice
tonight

[bridge]
why the f-ck i miss this n-gga who left me?
why the f-ck i miss this n-gga who did my mom
so f-cking dirty?
i don’t know
and why the f-ck i let it bother me?

[verse 3: wolfe garibay]
i f-ckin’ hate one day, i’m never happy the next
i’m always sleeping inside
i’m always stressing the stress
i’m always losing my time
i’m always trying my best
close my d-mn closet
take this s off my chest
i’m not a hero, and i ain’t flying no cape
i’m going ghost and i ain’t leaving no trace
i ain’t no credit card and i ain’t about chase
and i’m tired of playin’ life
and i ain’t talking ’bout games
so, can we cut to the bull?
i’m tired of seeing red and feelin’ blue when i’m cool
and when i’m cool, i just wanna feel sane
but it seems i’m only happy
when i’m drowning in rain
i never answer calls, i don’t need no help
you can never change how i see myself
i never answer calls, i don’t need no help
you will never know all the pain that i felt
so come back

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