Kap Kallous - Picktures (feat. Bernz) paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Picktures (feat. Bernz) - Kap Kallous



Please take your pictures out of my head
I take these pills to help me forget
My favorite memories playing again
I could take a picture but I'd rather stay here with ya
It wasn't perfect but the frame was painted gold on both sides
Please take your, please take your pictures out my mind
Please take your, please take your pictures out my mind
Now I know your photo pose haunted by that ghost in the snapchat
Everybody nobody knows see ya body take off ya clothes
Free the nipple much more than a hashtag
Gonna give you much more than a grab bag
Taking her shots all alone solo like a selfie though
My life in portrait mode blur around my centerfold
You're around my days are gold when you go my legs will fold
Shade they throw get paid to glow ache and moan don't break a bone
Take a bow take off ya bow bow down step off the throne
On a pedestal you a pegasus now my head is full with a bunch of pics
And I seen em all and you seen my dick only in person cuz we grown and shit
You could buy a house I don't own a crib
But I'll post one up on your photo grid
That's a vision board when my visions board
I just hit you up gotta see you more
And your feed is raw and you eating raw
Like a vegan aww and the peach is soft
And your features soft and the beach is dark
But the moon is out and the flash is on
But your beautiful so I take a few
And you bite your lip that's my favorite move
Got a couple tats And your skin is smooth
With a vintage doo I been into you
I could picture us in a picture booth ohhh
Please take your, please take your pictures out my mind
Please take your, please take your pictures out my mind
Wake me when this rides finally over years that I ain't been sober
Hear that I lost composure, lost in the doja
My emotions all but choking me constantly taking hold of me
Used to rendezvous on the days I'd be round your way then be on my way
Now we disappear with no trace like we have to hide from sunrays
But all I taste is all that space between your touch
And my sense is blurred and my life deferred and my common sense is since to cure
But I be scurred the whole thing absurd it just hit me now
Time never slowing down got to get pictures filed
But every other night I'm blitzed that damn camera clinched
And I'm left outside frame the whole thing insane
And nothing really hits the same when you been this way
I aint good at fixing things I just walk away
But I've been told by the higher ups I should give a fuck or just hang it up
Cuz my luck ran out and that bill ain't paid
I won't jump if it's in vain I won't leap in front the train
I won't talk about my day if you don't ask a certain way
Yeah I'm so childish it's probably obvious so when they fall I leave no survivors
I just break them down and run up the mileage
So take my pictures down and burn all reminders
Please take your, please take your pictures out my mind
Please take your, please take your pictures out my mind



Writer(s): Bernardo Garcia


Kap Kallous - Picktures
Album Picktures
date de sortie
05-05-2020




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