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letra de welcome to the nhk! (existential crisis) - pablo mirena

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[intro: tatsuhiro satou]
there’s no doubt about it
this… is a conspiracy!

[verse 1: pablo mirena]
my girl left. that’s irrelevance felt
reminiscent of pleather
whether weather get better or not, it’s left on a shelf
and i’m just working and working toward tryna better myself
let my presence speak louder than when i’m yellin
my actions remain a mystery
and y’all can miss me with that sh-t this fall
bout you ain’t seen me all summer
dawg, i know you wasn’t missing me
i’m everywhere. you couldn’t miss me if you tried
i’m a target. peep the bullseye
like “aren’t you…?” yup
go to target for the low price. my sh-t go for the high
i been telling y’all or years, all you know has been a lie
when that real is right ahead, you be the last to recognize it

[bridge: pablo mirena]
on edge, sky scr-png my vans
all these thoughts (thots), i don’t need em in bed
broad shoulders, back problems, trouble hearing, but yeah
i’m a good listener, so i be lifting spirits

[chorus: pablo mirena]
face a blunt a day to keep the demons off
asthmatic, chest caving due to frequent coughs
seeking god, thought i saw him in this gun i bought
funny how this money come, and i just wanna buy the farm

[verse 2: pablo mirena]
mom’s say i’m just a f-ckup she raised
from trike pedals, bike pedals, to just pedaling weight (wait…)
there’s things i shouldn’t say while fighting a case
can’t let these coppers catch me cappin’. they wan’ lock me away
got angels on both shoulders, yet demons stay in between ’em
blade handy, really hoping i’m never given a reason to use it
never wet a n-gga, only panties; but my morals off
keep my circle small ’cause i can’t f-ck with anymore of y’all

[bridge: pablo mirena]
on edge, sky scr-png my vans
all these thoughts (thots), i don’t need em in bed
broad shoulders, back problems, trouble hearing, but yeah
i’m a good listener, so i be lifting spirits

[chorus; pablo mirena]
face a blunt a day to keep the demons off
asthmatic, chest caving due to frequent coughs
seeking god, thought i saw him in this gun i bought
funny how this money come, and i just wanna buy the farm

[outro: tatsuhiro satou]
i really feel like my brain’s been out of whack lately
i don’t know. maybe it’s because i sleep for sixteen hours a day

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