paroles de chanson Depression - Jexebel

Stunna Made It, Only Gotta Be A Hit

On a phone call, oh no
She's feeling low
She told me "Wait up a second"
Lemme just hang up the phone
"Leave me alone"
She asked me "Why you stressing?"
Broski's losing control, I told him compose
He asked me "What do you reckon?"
Broski's losing control, I told him compose
I think he's fighting depression

And when you say that I changed, say I changed for the better
I heard a bitch say this
"I'm cutting my wrists, I'm sad but it's making me better."
I broke her heart but she wants us together
Girl, I know you hate me but never say never
Played with her heart
Then I forget her
Girl, I'm feeling down
So just call me whenever

Caspa wasn't home
Balenciaga now he's leaving
Her father died, she calls me daddy
It's her way of healing
The past, it gets the best of me
I think I need some therapy
I murdered some people then realised I was dreaming

And I hate her secretly
I'm the jealous type but I won't be catching feelings b
My brother Tino died
I think about him frequently
Heart attack, heart attack
The doctors saying breathe with me

(Ski, ski)
(Ski, ski)
(The doctors saying breathe with me)
(The doctors saying breathe with me)
(The doctors saying breathe with me)
(Real pain)

On a phone call, oh no
She's feeling low
She told me "Wait up a second"
Lemme just hang up the phone
"Leave me alone"
She asked me "Why you stressing?"
Broski's losing control, I told him compose
He asked me "What do you reckon?"
Broski's losing control, I told him compose
I think he's fighting depression

On a phone call, oh no
She's feeling low
She told me "Wait up a second"
Lemme just hang up the phone
"Leave me alone"
She asked me "Why you stressing?"
Broski's losing control, I told him compose
He asked me "What do you reckon?"
Broski's losing control, I told him compose
I think he's fighting depression