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letra de insin (feat. decatur blanco) - lowkey718

[intro: lowkey718]
i’m lost in this life, i’m lost in sin

[chorus: lowkey718 & decatur blanco]
i’m lost in this life, i’m lost in—
i’m lost in this life, i’m lost in sin
i’m lost in this life, i’m lost in—
i’m lost in this life, i’m lost in sin
and i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know no more, no—
and i can’t cope, i can’t cope
i can’t cope, i can’t cope
i can’t cope no more, no—
’cause i got needs
’cause i got needs
’cause i got needs

[verse 1: lowkey718]
why the only time i feel when i do wrong?
instead of feeling happy i just struggle to move on
emotion for the low just like i found me a groupon
i wanna’ let it go, i gotta’ find me a new song
need me a new beat, need me a new freak
i’ll be tired of her, find another a new week
i be over gutters, but the puddles i’m in deep
i’m just tryna’ find a perfect time to get in sync
instead i’m in the pages and it’s written in sin
now i’m older i just wonder if i’m livin’ again
like— i can’t even eat no more
think i’m havin’ sleep withdrawal
askin’ all these questions ’cause i wonder what i need em’ for
people all behind me—
’cause they only let me down
throw me in a pool up in the liquor and you let me drown
ask me why i’m choking, but you the one provoked it
and now i’m sittin’ hoping, these lyrics keep me floatin’
they gon’ tell you cry me a river, i stay focused
cause any time my mind get to slippin’ it be hopeless
tired of the lies, tired of the fakes
only thing that keep me livin’ is these lines and these dates
every day that i wake, i thank god for the grace
but sometimes when i wake, i just wish that i ain’t
i just wish i could sleep, but my wish feelin’ late
now i’m grinding my t–th, and i hope they don’t break
everybody live this perfect life on instagram
steady actin’ like they sh– ain’t hit no ceiling fans—
like they been too promoted, like you been livin’ golden
but man i know yo’ soul been slippin’ and demoted
i’m tryna’ let my soul bend, fidget, and be molded
’cause man i know that god plan somethin’ i’m beholding
i’m just being tested, so i let my chest hit
‘kinda like i’m vested, the bullet leave me breathless

[break: lowkey718]
i still feel like i got somethin’ to say
i’d be lying if i ever told ’em i was okay
to my mama man i’m sorry i ain’t live it your way
to my father i just hope that you be better some day—

- lowkey718

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