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letra de june 21 - scarlett parker

[hook]

[verse 1: scarlett parker]
when i asked, what’s to come?
this ain’t the type of sh-t that should be done
i’m too afraid to go back home
days i think are my last, yeah, i’m on the run
am i catching up to fate?
or will it catch me first? yeah, that i’ll have to face
i feel so alien and out of sp-ce
i’m runnin’ out, but back in to the hands of hate
yeah, yeah, but it keeps goin’ on
i thought this sh-t was over, yeah, i guess i was wrong
this sh-t’s on repeat, like some radio song
keep making these wrongs, and keep writing new songs
you’ll never be the best, i get it
but to even satisfy myself? you f-ckin’ forget it
thеse days get bettеr? still, i f-ckin’ regret it
every thing in my life, yeah, that i’m resentin’
[hook]

[bridge: scarlett parker]
so please bring back those days, we made
so please bring back those days, never made

[part ii]

[verse 2: scarlett parker]
i needed more than just you and me
guess you and i were never meant to be
and yeah it ain’t the truth to say i’m tryin’
you can call me toxi, ’cause i want you cryin’
it really, really, really ain’t so deep (sometimes it feels like)
6 feet under, for you, i’d love to see (i’m drowning)
but now i’m calm, there’s nothin’ left to bring (sometimes)
yeah, i could stay p-ssed, but, what’s the point with it? (sometimes)

[hook: scarlett parker & anarkh1st]
yeah, yeah, but i don’t care (uh uh)
anymore, yeah, yeah, anymore (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)
i don’t care (yeah, yeah, huh, huh)
anymore, anymore
anymore, anymore (ha- ha- haha)
look
[verse 3: anarkh1st]
getting in my head, only way you had technique
changing faces, like you was mystique
you no ex man, just wanna jump my bones
you still texting with a dump in my phone
say we lit, give a pound, then you called back with an 87
way i spit, you can’t bear, leave you cryin’ kid like this bite of 87
called you my dog, now you is a stray
emotional dump, i flush it was straight
cards in my hands, so you got played
still want beef, call you ground, and i’m filet
you got pushy with tea, had to dump like
the party, yo riches got turned to rags
you thot p-ssy b-tches want my money
now the catfish is outta the bag
i’d say cry me a river, b-tch, but you
the one still givin’ me streams
sleeping on me so much you prolly
see me in your dreams, needa
wake from your sleep, wait for a beep
hope it was me, rope it’ll be
chokin’ you out, broken, i left you smokin’
i’ve had it thought you took my breath b-tch i’m asthmatic
broken off, i’m still healing without the cast
jokin’ now, i cut you out but theres no acts
tryna’ play me, but this ain’t theatre
how’s it been a year yet you still want a feature?
lost me so the lines deep cut
like you cuttin your losses
take two months to write a verse
and i’ll see more of your fake responses
[hook: scarlett parker]
yeah, but i don’t care (care, yeah, yeah)
anymore, anymore (anymore, hold up, hold up)
i don’t care, yeah, yeah
anymore (anymore)
anymore (anymore)
any- more

[part iii]

[instrumental hook]

[verse 4: scarlett parker]
i don’t know what’s comin’, i just know i’m runnin’
runnin’ from my life, a life that’s worth more goin’
fate has almost caught me, now no one to stop me
love ain’t what you taught me, so go on, just mock me
i hate you, ain’t even at home
but soon i’ll still await you, huh, yeah
so we’re headin’ straight to
the end, 18 years of emptiness and i f-ckin’ blame you
and it’ll keep going on, unless i end it now
but then i can’t keep him out
a glass half empty, that i can’t see at all
i can’t let him win, can’t let him stand tall
i’ll never be the best, i get it (get it, get it, get it)
but, yeah, these past 2 years, i wanna f-ckin’ forget it
these days get longer every single f-ckin’ second
no place i’m hatin’ more than the present
yeah, i’m losing my f-cking mind, yeah, yeah
huh, always at the front of mine, no, no
bringing back, the days didn’t mind, yeah, yeah
wish you weren’t the poison to mine, yeah, yeah
these words can’t even escape, yeah
thinkin’ of the days without pain, yeah
thinkin’ of the days without you, uh
but you keep bringin’ me to june

[outro: scarlett parker]
so please, please bring back
those days, we made, yeah
so please, please bring back
those days, never made

- scarlett parker

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