paroles de chanson Obsolete - Kent Osborne

Heart racing, mind pacing, every day, of the week
Heart racing, mind pacing, every day, of the week
Heart racing, mind pacing, every day, of the week
Random situations running through my brain, they obsolete
Heart racing, mind pacing, every day, of the week
Heart racing, mind pacing, every day, of the week
Heart racing, mind pacing, every day, of the week
Random situations running through my brain, they obsolete

Consumed by raw emotion caused a series of events
Hit the bottle was my potion with some cigarettes
Hella faded on the highway one too many times
On the surface I seem fine, would I was sublime

Subliminal, messages, pacing through my mind
Self-hatred got the best of me still feel it in these lines
Ego was inflated, deprecated all the time
Stuck up in a cycle where I couldn't just rewind
Pause, had to reassess my laws, yeah I had my slips and falls
Not afraid to tell them all, put the writing on the wall
Real shit, all I spit, still got women on my dick
See you do it for the money, that's why you ain't genuine

Heart racing, mind pacing, every day, of the week
Heart racing, mind pacing, every day, of the week
Heart racing, mind pacing, every day, of the week
Random situations running through my brain, they obsolete
Heart racing, mind pacing, every day, of the week
Heart racing, mind pacing, every day, of the week
Heart racing, mind pacing, every day, of the week
Random situations running through my brain, they obsolete