Jott - Conscious Lyrics

Lyrics Conscious - Jott



I be on, I be on, I be on some other shit
You be on, you be on, you be on my conscious
All I say, all I say, all I say is nonsense
Runaway, run away, run away, in the darkness
On some future shit
Recycled versions of the same event
Fuck a foreshadow
I ain't get on no saddle
You want me to ride
Thinkin you were the white bitch from white wine
Cut it off before its late
Hope you don't reach too far in that vase full of hate
Paint myself with worst of colors
Thought you were a catch, so I latched
Sorry if you felt smothered
Feelings so tethered
I should have, never got that close
Red stop
Green go
Got my conscious stuck on yellow
Even if I apologized a couple hundred times
Can't turn a quarter to a dime
Cause I'm twenty five to life
In this unjust mental jail cell
I know I did put you through hell
But I wanna see u do everything but fail
You ain't feelin this but it's in braille
You gon' play blind till' your ever pale
I be on, I be on, I be on some other shit
You be on, you be on, you be on my conscious
All I say, all I say, all I say is nonsense
Runaway, run away, run away, in the darkness
I be on, I be on, I be on some other shit
You be on, you be on, you be on my conscious
All I say, all I say, all I say is nonsense
Runaway, run away, run away, in the darkness
Toss and turn, while the thoughts
Become more and more absurd
My own doc, my own nurse
Down to earth, six feet deep
I got worms
Digging through each and one of my cavities
Say goodbye to sanity
This friendship bracelet just ripped apart
Like yup, fuck, there goes my fucken heart
Regret regret
I don't know how to beat that
Takin nite pills, down them with nyquil
But I'm awake still
Jotting these thoughts like they pay bills
I'm empty need a refill
I'm empty need a refill
I'm empty need ah
Walk around at night
Hoping I get killed
(Water gun SFX)
Sorry you're so salty
Every time you tried talked to me, It really seemed like
Everything became more unsettling to me
Fuck an apology, It wouldn't fix the musical sodomy
Or any of these mother fucken feelings inside of me
I be on, I be on, I be on some other shit
You be on, you be on, you be on my conscious
All I say, all I say, all I say is nonsense
Runaway, run away, run away, in the darkness
I be on, I be on, I be on some other shit
You be on, you be on, you be on my conscious
All I say, all I say, all I say is nonsense
Runaway, run away, run away, in the darkness



Writer(s): Moises Cardoso


Jott - Rough Draft
Album Rough Draft
date of release
19-08-2019




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