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letra de someone's raining - senators

[lish]
as i sit here with a cold gl-ss
i wonder how the past p-ssed by so fast
it all seems to leave, then one day, alas
everything you lost, you somehow gain it back
there’s really no way of telling what the heart knows
when your heart starts to shrink, then your mind, it grows
and this is a lesson, as we all know
the heart and the mind, separate ways they go
this is the way that it all flows, yo
when it happens again, like uh-oh here we go
even though it’s happened several times befo’
every single time it feels as though we won’t grow
trials and tribulations are what make you a human
being, yet we breathing, there’s no time to consume when
breeding, bleeding, eating, yet it’s all prep for groomin’?
not believing what i’m seeing, you need room for improvement
i need what i am seeing, hope i’m not disillusioned
unbelievable to me, can’t believe i got ruined
inconceivable to me, too much time spent consumin’
heed the meanings that we see, then like a flower we start bloomin’
amazing we remain so impervious to pain
some better than others, a game of loss and gain
and when you feel you’ll never feel this way again
no two days are the same, it’s in the way we play

[hook]
every day, seems it slips away
washed astray like a rainy day
contemplate the way you pay your way
cuz any day, it might be too late

[smevz]
i can say i taste the waste of thirty years’ worth of days
watched ’em run away at such a rate my brain is in a daze
and this ill, it grips still, amidst fills
of these thin pills, and gin swills, can’t sit still
like a fish with ripped gills, regret still, is instilled
and with nil spilled, the sh-t builds, ’til it k!lls
distilled? this wish still, unfulfilled
how the grin wilts, when you get billed, for spilt milk
how old am i again? sometimes it gets me forgettin’
memories so blended i could be either eleven or seventy-seven
spendin’ attention especially messes my head up
remember life p-sses faster than when bullets exit berettas
if i think – now i’m ten, and i’m playin’ nintendo
blink – seventeen, backseat, makin’ a tempo
twenty three – heart on the floor, she’s dancin’ flamenco
the rest i can’t remember, one long crescendo
the mementos, of all the nonsense i’ve accomplished
at this age i never wanted like i wasted all my promise
my granny p-ssed, have i made her proud? not the way it seems
sometimes i think if she were here she’d be so ashamed of me
that’s not the way it has to be, i know the way to slay the beast
that’s layin’ waste to every day by sayin’ my place is complacency
i ain’t gonna waste another second that’s been gave to me
i’m makin’ moves to be the man i know that i was made to be

[hook]

- senators

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