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letra de the man on my left shoulder - quadeca

[part i]

[intro]
and when you may try to hide away
why do you hide away?
why do you hide away?
feeling like there’s no room left for me
feeling like there’s nothing left
and there’s nothing more

[post-chorus]
used to give a f-ck
that was just an old phase
you and me were close, now you further than the old days
sometimes i wonder why i’m heading towards a cold place
they like “lemme fix you,” i don’t f-ck with coldplay ay
wish i could forget
i cannot forgive yeah
every step, i gotta relive
take a breath
feel it in my ribs yeah
let my voice fade into the mist

[chorus]
i been talking to the man sitting on my left shoulder
he said everything just gets worse when you’re older
i just pulled up to the function, can’t even function
no nothin’, i don’t know nothin’

[verse 1]
i’m not one of you
i said i’m not
i only f-cked with you because i want a spot
now that’s what i got
but with it went the plot
i checked the big picture, now that sh-t is getting cropped
yeah i’ve been feeling what i want is something less
feel like a sellout that ain’t made a f-cking cent
guess i shoulda up and left
but i always tell myself that i’m one of the good guys
well maybe that’s a good lie
everything looking like ashes
i don’t wanna car i imagine it crashes
the man on my shoulder, he told me what happens
the gl-ss is half empty? it actually shatters
he told me don’t look in the mirror without me
he said the world would be clearer without me
the man on my shoulder i think i believe him
i really don’t want him, i think that i need him

[part ii]

[bridge]
-ad-lib scratch-

[verse 2]
i get too happy for money
they all wanna back me for money
i put them hunnids all over my face
now i got acne for money haha
i got it all in my bank
i treat that sh-t like it’s nothing
i treat that sh-t like it’s nothing
i turned that nothing to something
i put them bands on my face, huh
that won’t make the man go away
she put her hands on my waist, uh
but he still standing in place
i wish i had more voices in my head to counteract you
i think that’s why i have to sing about you (yeah)
yeah

[post-chorus]
used to give a f-ck
that was just an old phase (old phase)
you and me were close, now you further than the old days (old days)
sometimes i wonder why i’m heading towards a cold place (cold plays)
they like “lemme fix you,” i don’t f-ck with coldplay, ayy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
wish i could forget
i cannot forgive yeah
every step, i gotta relive
take a breath
feel it in my ribs, yeah
let my voice fade into the mist
yeah
[chorus]
yeah, i been talking to the man sitting on my left shoulder
he said everything just gets worse when you’re older
i just pulled up to the function, can’t even function
no nothin’, i don’t know nothin’

[part iii]

[verse 3]
i had a foot out the door
and the other one sunk in the floor, floor, floor
i was checkin’ out of the store
i wonder who i’m doing this for, for, for
i was zonin’ out of my cl-ss
i love her but i wish that she asked, asked, asked
made too many sh-tty songs in the past
i hope my first impression wasn’t the last
i hope there’s plenty more, i hope this isn’t the last
but if it is, do me a favor and make sure that it lasts
it lasts forever
i’d be lying if i said i didn’t have regrets
even from when they thought my life forgot to matter less
i started looking in the mirror for my eyes and not my hair
realized i’ll be alone it do not matter if your there
i still feel it
i still talk to the man on my shoulder
no matter who’s hands on my shoulder, i’m the man in the corner
i know the answer but i can’t seem to fill in the bubble
i think i need to get outta mine
i like to think about what life will be like down the line
but that’s misleading, cause a line is infinite and not about to die at any minute
i think i love her but i’ll never tell
i won’t admit it
and that’s my problem i won’t solve em, i won’t go the distance
i’ll just regress into a mess and so i hope you listen
i hope you notice i’m my lowest, hope you know the difference
i said let’s never speak again, maybe i spoke too soon
but now these words been feelin’ broken
they got no more room
they get consumed by their own dust and leave a hopeless tune
what do i do? ain’t got no closure for this open wound
ain’t got no closure, but the man on my shoulder, yeah

- quadeca

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