Lyrics:
Like a boat down the riverside
I let you pass me by
Of course it makes sense that I miss you tonight
I feel you slipping away
Like a shot ringing in
something
But it don't make sense
It don't make sense
It don't make sense
I been feeling everythin'
But at the same time
I can't feel a thing
Life is what
see do it nightly shoot a movie like spike Lee this a nice scene
Shawty got cakes, make sum shake, if u gone hate middle finger to ya face, we ain't
call the cops
I'm a snake, I can make it on no sleep
Psyche I'm a loser
I'm just feeling fucking lonely
Thinking bout the time that somebody called me
but it split into two
I got used to the bullshit
It ain't nothing new
One Day Imma make it
I'm just waiting in the queue
When you say you love me
There's no sense of asking why
Until the tears run dry
I could be there by your side
If you would only change your mind
If we could make it work this
a taste I just need my space no-oh-oh-oh
(Yeah, yeah-ah-ah)
It's the simple things that make the least sense
It's the simple things that make the least
Here's what I discovered
In my quest for ancient color
I used to make sense
But now I am confused
I used to control
But now I just feel used
Here's
Here's what I discovered
In my quest for ancient color
I used to make sense
But now I am confused
I used to control
But now I just feel used
Here's
us
It's the meat by selling bricks
To building cocaine weak
People don't speak where it's rats and 'roaches
Cats and dogs
Cops roll like Bozz Hogg
for me, now tears won't even shed
I'm on the edge, I go back to where I saw you last, but you a ghost
See you sitting on that bench, it don't make sense
say we all tools , makes sense
cos I guess you tried to use me like
Answer these questions one time
Tell me if you like it when you play with my mind
I'ma do this by myself, I ain't never asked for favors
Better make that move right now, you can't wait on it for later
time is money, so invest it
in me
Hope we get back on our feet
So I share this feed
Increase the sense of a human being
But how is it all gonna work?
I don’t have the answers, you
opens
We the hustlaz you neva know befo
See us leanin we gon steal ya dough
But still we do yo, keepin it low low
So we won't be chased by fukkin popos
I
of a universe
Far too expansive to cope with
And he never chose nor was chosen
By metrics that make any sense
And the senses are numbed by emotional stresses
picked off, like corners when expectin' the throws
Carnivorous when spittin' it, I split the flesh from the bones (uh-huh)
They gas him like indigestion
a thought or maybe a verse
Got the handgun, homie, but it ain't in a purse
Not a man bag, thought your man had your back
Then he sold me, split up your
Here comes the one
That makes my head split
Here comes the sun
Don't wanna ask it
I have become a wicker basket
Selfish and tame and everlasting
Once I started adding the factors and took hints
Surely using life as a practice it took steps
Claiming you was happy without out me it makes sense
Cause I'm a monster
And the whole world wants to bury
Me in a grave so deep
But you don't have what it takes
To put a split in
This paint so you gon
wait on me no more
Cuz It doesn’t make sense no more
Ain’t the same no more
I’ll never be the same no more
I don’t need u to be by my side no more
Shit
Get mine and I split like lickity
Old bitch she ain't shit to me
Too napkins I need I'm sick of these
Hating ass bating ass faking ass basic Ass
on any Block I'm with my jits with the wild behavior get you split like divorce papers my shooter Going hit my shooter won't miss that's my ooter drive by
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