paroles de chanson WODRAINER - Bladee

I'm Working on Dying
Can't seem to get right
Can't, can't seem to (mine)

Must be nice, dirty-ass Eastpak backpack, blood money in a trash bag (my life)
I bought a thousand Smurfs on Ebay, I was on 'shrooms needless to say (it's my life)
I'm the rain king, can't stop the rain, I'm havin' traumatic flashbacks
I'm in the airport, fast track (Cold Visions), tryin' everything, I'm a lab rat (true?)

Say you love me, elaborate on that, say I'm nothin', I'm even beyond that
Speakin' the truth, and then I become that, c'est la vie, go tell your mom that
Know I fell off, but this is the comeback, Drain Gang follow the code, we honor that
Walk in the store, I want all of that, ice dancer, I'm livin' in Disneyland

So much designer, got sick of that, so much designer, we been in that
Put it in the trash, we binnin' that, let's leave it at that
Steppin' out in 'onverse and Vans, countin' more stars than fingers
Three stars, feelin' lingers, G-Shock, G-Shock my wrist is
SBE, we cold like Christmas

Catch up with us, can't catch me, sleep is the one time I'm happy
But even sometimes there's nightmares, I feel like there's someone else there
I'm waitin' for disaster or somethin' else bad to happen
I'm in this beauty pageant and everybody's laughin' (haha)

Rollie plain Jane wrapped 'round my wrist (darkness wrapped)
Ever since that I got rich, everyone wants to know me
Montana, I feel like Tony (Montana)
Tony when he was in the club, he was sittin' all fucked up
Just before the shootout, just before the shootout

Let's talk the ones I am that, order hunnid bottles, send that back
Into madness descend back (back), I came back from a heart attack (I'm back)
We're equal, let's pretend that (I know we're not), I paint better than Rembrandt (I'm sellin' art)
I drain better than (drain), they starstruck off this newsflash (darkness)

Depression clingin' to my back (depression), sharp-ass claws all on its hands
I'm infected from its scratch (depression), I feel sick and I feel sad
Self-hate frustration on my ass (depression), they won't let up on me, man
Not even a moment (depression), I need some atonement

Thought it was over, I'm back, thought I would quit, I can't
What else am I supposed to do when I don't even wanna be close to you?
Don't wanna be next to you, sun is shinin', I can't stop rhymin'
Working On Dying 2, thought I was lyin', it's true

I'm stuck in this glue, I'm the one that's sick but bless you
You get X'd out, you're excused, you know
Three stars, G shock my wrist is SBE, we cold like Christmas (Christmas)
Next one, catch up with us, can't catch me
Sleep is the one time I'm happy