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letra de most days - malaki

[intro]
mm
[?]
mm
you’re not gonna catch me, you little [?]
yeah

[chorus]
most days, yeah
i felt you slipping trippin’, baby, you can only blame the cocaine, yeah
they call it a sickness, but she’s good at looking pretty in those low waist jeans
i call it the low-wage dreams
her mama screaming just to smile, show t–th
what a pity, is life so sweet, life so sweet

[verse 1]
eyes like a black swan
onslaught of sad songs
departs from my heartstrings
perhaps i’ve been dead wrong
bottle caps in old jeans
flowers never planted
promises are mouldy
holding lies for ransom
just so i can roll weed
never catch mе at the nosebleeds, i’m anxious
i’ll be in thе bathroom where nose bleeds at random
low key, my one keys to nasal
pick apart the petals of a daisy, wasn’t faithful
she hates me, i wouldn’t blame her
tried cutting off my ear just to lend an ear to listen
but even van gogh needed framework
her giggle ricochets like razorblades off the tables
the rain runs through windscreens, you miss me? i do
tried sitting in the rain just to feel the pain i paid for
if this is why you came putting plasters on a blade sore
save a life just to take yours, yeah
[chorus]
most days, yeah
i felt you slipping trippin’, baby, you can only blame the cocaine, yeah
they call it a sickness, but she’s good at looking pretty in those low waist jeans
i call it the low-wage dreams
her mama screaming just to smile, show t–th ([?])
what a pity, is life so sweet, life so sweet

[verse 2]
i got some love and some other stuff
don’t spill the drink, man, not a touch
life is sacred like a mother’s hug
fragile like a father’s cry
another stab at life till i find it in my clavicle
i’m hopeless, hold this
i need to focus
man, stop the smoking
i’m plagiarising poems just so they can ask who wrote this
rolling up a note just so i can smell the roses
[?] turn to potions, but i’m waiting for the gates to open
’cause we only making waves when the streams start to roll in
i know them, feeling like your odin till zeus is at the door
ask for money that you owe them, sh-t, pay up
wait, what you mean? thought i had a week, but it’s been sixteen, he’s insisting
since staring at my ceiling like the sistine
i can tell you what this sh-t means ’cause all i really need is
the kisses that i’m missing, yeah
kisses that i’m missing (kisses that i’m missing)
yeah, kisses that i’m missing
kisses that i’m missing (kisses that i’m missing)
[chorus]
most days, yeah
i felt you slipping trippin’, baby, you can only blame the cocaine, yeah
they call it a sickness, but she’s good at looking pretty in those low waist jeans
i call it the low-wage dreams
her mama screaming just to smile, show t–th
what a pity, is life so sweet, life so sweet

- malaki

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