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letra de oh no (believer) - vianova

who’s pushing your b-ttons, who’s pulling your strings?
who’s in your head, who’s painting your dreams?
who made that shopping list go so wild?
think about it baby, come on

oh no, i think i’m a believer
i’d p-wn my soul to buy into every dream that i’m sold
so sure that i’m looking for a reason
who could have known that i’m already a believer?

sick of the pathos
yeah, me and god had to break up
i had to quit all the politics
so me and my friends could make up
i’m sorry i’m a nihilistic, egotistic piece of sh-t
that’s grasping at every straw, uh
i can’t take it no more, gimme

salvation through success
big bag baller making big ass checks
i carry my cross but i’m blessed
big bag baller making small ass steps
you heard it herе first

oh no, i think i’m a believer
i’d p-wn my soul to buy into еvery dream that i’m sold
so sure i was looking for a reason
who could have known that i’m already a believer?
who’s pushing your b-ttons, who’s pulling your strings?
who’s in your head, who’s painting your dreams?
who made that shopping list?
i mean what the f-ck, man, really? a porsche?

i’m so sick of the lack of perspective
i don’t reflect, i just add it to the basket
amazon delivering the package
with my investments, hold up
now i’m a dull motherf-cker looking sharp like a k!ller
imma cut myself when i look in the mirror
f-ck that old ass face, yeah, i got me some filler
look fresh, feel fresh, set a date up with the reaper
’cause i’ll never need a baptist that is spreading out my ashes
still a pretty motherf-cker when they put me in the casket

i just need a watch and a yacht and a big ass house with a huge backyard
and a big garage full of fast sports cars

oh no

who’s pushing your b-ttons, who’s pulling your strings? ah, ah, ah
who’s in your head, who’s painting your dreams?
who made that shopping list go so wild? ah, ah, ah
who’s painting your dreams tonight?
oh no, i think i’m a believer
i’d p-wn my soul to buy into every dream that i’m sold
so sure that i’m looking for a reason
who could have known that i’m already believing?

salvation through success
who pushed my b-ttons, pulled my strings?
i carry my cross but i’m blessed
who’s in my head painting those dreams?
salvation through success
who made that shopping list go so wild?
’cause i’m still so sick

so sick
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- vianova

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