letra de jonestown+* - sewerperson
[chorus]
baby, i fake it
maybe i’m really ass, uh (maybe i’m really ass)
drunk, i was faded, i don’t even try to text, uh (i don’t even try)
fully committed, i don’t even know the half of it
drug addict, i should have stayed in class (i should have stayed in class), uh
good night to me is one where i came out crashed, uh (oh, i came out crashed)
but i don’t get no help, i’m focused on getting it masked, uh
my guy feeds me songs, i focus on blowing the stop, f-ck it, vroom
you ain’t got texts where i focus on getting it back way too soon
[verse 1]
we all bleed so what’s the difference between me and you?
maybe i talk, maybe i walk in a way you wouldn’t too
really i’m so self conscious for someone working this job i do
maybe i’m mad at the world, but f-ck it, i gotta keep my cool
people i know live so much different than what i learned in school
i gotta keep receipts for taxes, they gotta keep a tool
i wish we all had similar starts, i wonder what choices changed
life like starting a game of chess that luck gon’ rearrange
we were born in the pain, the cause may change but it’s all the same
we were programmed to think but these thoughts might just k!ll your brain
how the f-ck pure thought forms like love, get used as words in vain
you get f-cked up while people pray, still time passes the same for us
it’s nonsensical
(take a step back and look my way)
[verse 2]
(oh, let’s go)
i’m toxic, i’m f-cked up, i’m certain that my lucks up
i will sail through this drama, don’t sweat it, i skip the sauna
rolling up this marijuana, d-mn my face is ganja
she draped in dolce & gabbana, money from pain get spent up
8 b-lls laying on dressers, i don’t got to try to impress her
rap sh-t leave me fed up, i’m sick, tryna get my bread up
still i refuse to let up, people i know got lit up
people i know turned veggie, but these people i know resent me
i got regrets in plenty, this where god had sent me
ally, i know you got me baby, you the only one who accept me
looking past all my faults, every single time you call
i get a break from it all, but still i’m thinking like
[chorus]
(f-ck!)
baby, i fake it
maybe i’m really ass, uh (yuh, i’m really ass)
drunk, i was faded, i don’t even try to text, uh
fully committed, i don’t even know the half of it (i don’t even know the half)
drug addict, i should have stayed in class (should have stayed in class), uh
good night to me is one where i came out crashed, uh
but i don’t get no help, i’m focused on getting it masked, uh
my guy feeds me songs, i focus on blowing the stop, f-ck it, vroom
you ain’t got texts where i focus on getting it back way too soon
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