letra de cocaine - lane-harry x ike campbell
[hook]
get the coffee and the paper swear to god its like cocaine
getting lost in the city where the streets have no name
my mothers always crying she says that i have changed
got no money in my pocket but handful of spare change
[verse 1]
see i’m swerving with these tire marks
flame ignites, lighter sparks
wake up in a storm and i’m out in the ocean
my ideas then fade with the notion
she calls my name. no reply
headphones on when i touch the sky
sends me texts but i do not read em
then i come home and her wrists are bleeding
hold her close but shes got no feeling
her heart stops with the fan on the ceiling
bedside table made of penicillin
note that reads “all is forgiven”
raise my head to god, he has his eyes closed
coffee and the paper, cocaine that i know
[hook]
get the coffee and the paper swear to god its like cocaine
getting lost in the city where the streets have no name
my mothers always crying she says that i have changed
got no money in my pocket but handful of spare change
[verse 2]
put her in the back while i try to revive her
screaming at the taxi driver
he takes a turn and we’re stuck in traffic
sinking while my hands run jagged
lifeless eyes rest endlessly
text that says “remember me”
winter feel when i hold her close
hold her hand without a pulse
pull up to the main reception
but its too late for resurrection
motionless defibrillation
my mind escapes emanc-p-tion
alone in our apartment, pills still on the floor
beyond broken hearted, bleeding to the core
[hook]
get the coffee and the paper swear to god its like cocaine
getting lost in the city where the streets have no name
my mothers always crying she says that i have changed
got no money in my pocket but handful of spare change
[bridge]
empty pizza boxes, cheque for the rent
not been the same since she p-ssed like 50 percent
late night you on my mind seventh time this week
might leave the past behind cause i really need to sleep
leave this bed, sh-t, i think i might
cause i don’t even know if its day or night
reading over texts and its hurting me
thought you’d always have my back like a vertebrae
[verse 3]
maybe if we slowed down, maybe if we stopped
instead turning into something we are not
just above your lips, crossing the line
synthetic withdrawals in my the back of my mind
fire to my spark, now you’re third degree
cause i’m lost, drunk and full of uncertainty
don’t even love myself, who the f-ck supposed to love me?
got a rush, k!lled the pain, cocaine in my bloodstream
[hook]
get the coffee and the paper swear to god its like cocaine
getting lost in the city where the streets have no name
my mothers always crying she says that i have changed
got no money in my pocket but handful of spare change x 2
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- dika › letra de marseille corps conteneur - dika
- prettyboy col hazeyskies › letra de boombox in the sand - prettyboy col & hazeyskies
- the irish rovers › letra de dear little shamrock shore - the irish rovers
- hyna › letra de taratika - hyna
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- superbus › letra de j'ai déjà - superbus
- hongo › letra de volver a empezar - hongo