Lyrics:
In a little while from now
If I'm not feeling any less sour
I promised myself to treat myself
Visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top and throw
In a little while from now
If I'm not feeling any less sour
I promised myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top
Will
the sand
Do you step up and take it like a man
Foresaken savior, it's all in your hand
If you find your way back to reality
I think you'll find it
and butt-fucking
Wishing she'd wake up from the nightmare she was stuck in
But she weren't waking up from nothing, this was her reality
Place where dreams come
Common sense just swerved every time I got served
Stress, frustration, empty rhetoric
Cold as winter in Connecticut
Compassion lacking deficit
Thought
Tumbling dice, seven on 'em, baby
Yeah, come on, yeah
LSG, LSG
When I rise in the morning and face the sunlight
You bounce all my love and it's
I'm still high as I ride in my 7 Duetche Coupe Deville
Y'all soldiers know my truth be ill
Now with these visions and these bad thoughts
Runnin'
a knife
Without your love in my life
Alone I walk in the night
'Cause I just can't stop this feelin'
It's torture
It's torture
It's torture
She
seventy-five ways
Today's in a maze
And start the craze
When they opened my coon
It was time to bloom
Thinkin' like ten people, trapped in one room
Sittin' in
Ithi grootman
Ya, mara ere grootman pele
Egyptian cotton, I sleep in peace while you speak of me (Soft)
Disorientated reality has become like dreams
Hoop!
Yes yes y'all, yes yes y'all, and you don't stop
急ぐ街中 (立ち並んだビルボード)
雑誌のカバー (TVから radio)
溢れる color (右から左へと)
流れる information
流行と reality
ticket to, the neverending show
La la la la la la la
La la la life goes on, in the immortal song
It’s the neverending show
La la la la la la la
La la la
can't believe all the games you played
You had it all and then threw it away
Maybe I'd still be your girl, huh
If we were living in a perfect
And nigga I gets down
Infamous it goes down, yeah
Big big bank over here you just small fries
Reality rap while you tellin' more lies
The fuck is goin' on in
Ready?
No
Oh
Puppy, power
Okay, hello
Watch your drink, what? Watch your drink
No, no, I think I'm too late, am I too late?
Hit it, I'm coolin' in
and leave my worries behind
I know that any goal I wanna reach, starts in my mind
I'm kinda dope 'cause I'm one of a kind
I like to take my own path, never
where everybody knows your name like "Cheers"
Where problems is all the same and we got stories to share
Where you don't have to look for joy in
personality
Emotional
Pain is a deadly reality
A sociopath with empty eyes
And no soul
Paranoid psychotic heart of stone
My blood runs cold
A choice
to look for joy in a bottle of beer
See what I'm sayin? Stop feelin' sorry for yourself
Besides, those shots of Jack Heed's bad for your health
world
[Chorus]
I don't need to take a toke
'Cause I'm on a natural high
Everybody's blowing smoke
But girl you never lie
Friends say that we in
There's kids in other countries making jerseys, jeans,
And sneakers they could never wear
Parents never there
They're busy building homes they can't
as a tender can be
Give me a ring or just drop me a postcard
And turn my fantasy to reality
A nasty stain on the carpet
Perfectly matches all the ones in
that I was lost
In the nightmare of my life
Following the flash of fantasy
In a feeling that exploded
I'd left reality behind
Addicted to the power
returning
With the dawn
But when I face reality
Hands of time, hands of time
Don't turn for me
I already miss you
Like you're already gone
I already
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