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letra de turn me down - scuare

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[intro]
yeah
turn me up some, or don’t

[verse]
half awake to this side of me
i try to f-ck the world but its d-ck’s been inside of me from birth
books words crooked
church cookin’ up a vision of the past and it hurts lookin’
so imagine me sittin’ in a dark room
face lit up, but a screen that i talk to
a three piece setup for a dream with a costume
equipped to k!ll time, i’ve been seen in a cartoon
i’m hobbes livin’ life through calvin
when i swing for the fits, pitch high like alvin
this time i’ve counted, i hold it all well
well belief in god trumps belief in self
i’ma see these nails through my wrist till the end
’cause i don’t need n0body here to die for my sins
i’m half of what i was and ’bout a quarter what i could be
but i smoked another diamond, crucifying this that i could be
a penny for they thoughts, it brought many to the top of top
heavy’s to the drop, i’m not sweating what i’ve got
some people holdin’ on to work for its esteem
but when your time is a disease, your entertainers reign supreme
so excuse me if i’m skeptical of voodoo
when life is all i got, why would i live it like you do
i spend the early mornings thinkin’ how the streets gettin’ packed
by work traffic and i ain’t even get to sleep yet
in the night, there’s no secrets, no light to blind [?]
survives from dying preset, the [?] reset
the mind turned off the autopilot, roam off the beaten path
i see the track that i could’ve gone speedin’ past
with these signs, i seem to laugh, a heady footy pitter patter
pick a pattern, any pattern, doesn’t matter, it’s all the same
end game, pen name stamped onto memories
temporary emissaries crawling on like centipedes
with no affinity to anything but in the seeds
within degree, masterfully shrouded by denial
it’s like talkin’ to a child if you suggest they might be too
confident in the competence of those they thought the mighty choose
being conquered by they consciousness, a consequence of c-ckiness
the price of living happy, who’s to calculate the cost of it
cold nights surround me, they form like a boundary
hold me in the center, problems orbiting around me
absorbing an exorbitant amount of what i’ve found to be
a taxing situation, i ain’t n0body i’m proud to be
turn me up, turn me up now
man f-ck that, turn down

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