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letra de psa - seph cury

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[intro]
i’m lost bro
i need a minute
oh sh-t, wait, wait!
this my f-ckin’ sh-t!
d-mn
yeah

[verse 1]
am i okay? i don’t quite know
i pray i never face white snow

i might have lost some control
conversations with the universe is like talkin’ back to a black hole
back to back, i start again, it’s a long cycle
all that preachin’ make a long bible
heart on sleeve, makin’ love primal
weed on hand, i make the plan to smoke and forget my plans
i’m so advanced (you trippin’ man)
back then, i would’ve never thought that i would be like this
cure for boredom in a dark abyss
light up a spliff, and let the colors hit
(holy sh-t, what the f-ck?)

[pre-chorus]
crackin’ out the mold
feel the words that can’t be spoken
i’m buggin’ on the low (just on the low tho)
my mind is on the road (left me again)
[chorus]
will it ever come back to me? to me
will it ever come back to me? to me, to me, yeah
(please)

[verse 2]
losin’ all of my melatonin
i’m out the zone, and my gasket blown
dry ass phone, see i’m all alone
but i got cologne, i smell good
(i wish they could)
find themselves through the complications like i did
(i wish i could)
turn back the years, i wanna be a kid again
and every time i hate myself, i have no choice but apologize
i can only see through my own eyes
i got 2 lives, the second happened when i realized this my only shot
this current moment is all we got
so it’s kinda funny how i’m still buggin’
and it seems nothing can make it stop

[pre-chorus]
crackin’ out the mold
feel the words that can’t be spoken
i’m buggin’ on the low (just on the low tho)
my mind is on the road (left me again)
[chorus]
will it ever come back to me? to me
will it ever come back to me? to me, to me, yeah

[verse 3]

had a conversation with the outside
it told me it’d be alright
sometimes i think it lied (lied)
yeah, i think it cappin’ (cappin’)
i was happy then, so what happened?
don’t stick to what you imagine (it’s not real)

i try to live for the passion
feelings hurt means i care enough
i mean most people don’t care enough
nonchalant when they know it’s rough
we ain’t gotta bluff, well

[outro]
crackin’ out the mold
feel the words that can’t be spoken
i’m buggin’ on the low
my mind is on the road

- seph cury

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