paroles de chanson The Night Scene - Alex PGSV

Nah nah nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah, nah
Caught a vibe, caught a vibe, got me drinking
Late at night, late at night, got me thinking
Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up
Mama never really liked my attitude (Nope)
Damn it, I don′t think I ever thought about my attitude at all
Call my girl, have a feeling we gon have a ball
But I don't think you ever were my girlfriend looking back at you
I see the devil in the dress but it′s a nightshirt
I don't think I like you being everything I dream about
I don't think you see the way I fantasize about the Model X
My home away from home
It′s all I sing about
(Alright)
Now that she′s out of my bed
Now she's out with someone else
Now that she′s out of my head
(Alright)
Just in time, just in time, I was sinking
Every time, every time, you so clueless
Now that I do this, now I got the blueprints (Yeah)
Now that everything is crystal-clear (Yeah)
My life is not commuted by amusement
Now that everything is viewed by the music
Now it's only angels in my life, no more satan (Alright)
You need to calm the fuck down, y′all stressed
Y'all need to take some deep breaths, you′re depressed
And for what, and for what
Just because you cannot fight the feeling
Hit your head up on the ceiling
All these feelings that you're feeling
All these visions that you're seeing
Every person you′ve been meeting
Every meeting being held within a courtroom being filled up with ideas
People′s thoughts and their emotions, their subpoenas on the way they
Want to change the world with a glance (Yeah)
When the world view changes
Reading through my book, and flipping through my pages
We ain't coming down, no, we raging (Alright)
1995, no more playing
Hear the bang bang from the banging
About my creations, listen to the sounds from the sound station (Yeah)
I feel like I′ve spent my whole life on this shit
I feel like I've wasted my life on this bitch
The minute you leave her
The second the paint leaves the canvas, my soul tells my body to quit (Alright)
I feel like Picasso and shit
My mind tells my chakra to fully commit
To the instruments locked in my orchestra pit
And they call me the conductor, I′m Beethoven