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letra de carbonation - monti korbelle

[produced by monti korbelle]

[verse 1: monti korbelle]
stars are everything, so look up
now it’s a little late for your glow up
i think the thought of me make you slow down
i don’t know about me, but there’s a hoedown
i don’t see them special ties with these different guys
you think you see the whole world with your fresh eyes
you try to be oblique, but your apocryphal
you try to tell your story, but you are inaudible
benign and b-n-l, but she requires the audacious
brazingly expecting them to all be efficacious
that’s courageous; more like that’s aggrandizing
she ain’t even really that cute—now, that’s the icing
i talk about survival—about sustainability
she talks about affluence—about the life of luxury
you sybarite, you’re gawdy. the things you like are tawdry
the rich you try to embody. yeah, you’re a wannabe

[hook: monti korbelle]
satan or payton
olive juice or i love you
it’s hard to decide when looking down sister avenue
you decide to play games; that’s why i choose not to f-ck with you
and when you play an ace, you’ll find the best revenge will come in two

[verse 2: monti korbelle]
no, it was literally a game
she was doing all the sh-t she learned from anna bey
she was singing all the lines from nothing was the same
now she’s wondering if things could go a different way
god, come down and talk to her
she needs some guidance or a mental health counselor
she got caught pretending she’s on vacation
i never sought a person could be so basic
reject being humble; you are clearly paper chasing
mock sophisticated, but she still worships the famous
uh, and you think you’re motherf-cking bad?
well, where you think you learn that from, b-tch?
i see right through you, ah

[outro: monti korbelle]
keep me blinded
keep me weak
keep me stupid
keep me crippled
i’m always confused
i’m out of my groove
i feel removed
i’m a blank; i’m a dud
i fell short on my expectations
embarrassed, lost awareness
transparent, inherit
inherently insane
this is not your fault—it’s mine
this is not you—it’s me
i fell short from the tree
i’m a comedy
everybody’s laughing
they know everything while i’m fatuous
callousness
i’m the only one that can’t handle this
watch me tumble
watch me bruise
watch me lose everything i love
i’m stupid; i’m a klutz
i’m on my knees; i’m giving up
i blame it all on you
look where my finger’s pointed
you’re the one who did this
inexcusable, you’re evil
shame on you; you’re lethal
i’m lethal to myself

- monti korbelle

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