paroles de chanson indigo - Machine Gun Kelly

Glitter and glue
A perfect night's a nightmare too
I feel so cold, feeling blue
Shades of pink and shades of blue

Uh, this feels like the opposite of real life
On my way to Valhalla on a steel bike
Livin' fantasy like J.K. Rowling
I'm J.R.R. Tolkien, these spliffs I love smokin'
My hands full of stones and gold, I'm Lord of the Rings
Needles sewed, new clothes, but it's more than it seems
I seen dreams implode, seen teens turn old before they grown
Burnt out before they fade away slow

I used to pick you up, now I don't
There's some things I would rewind, but I don't have the remote
There's some things I manifested I wish I never wrote
And all my friends? Really family, 'cause my bloodline's ghost (uh-uh)

Yeah, it's the life we chose
Highways and Hellcats with Angel Wing doors
I know I look back, the path went rogue
I know I look back, I'm halfway home (I'm halfway home)

So far away from where you are
Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up, but I'm not sorry
And I will meet you where you are (yeah)
I make my own luck because I don't believe in karma

I stopped countin' my age because my face still look the same
So instead of years, I use pain, and if that's the case, then I'm five hunnid
I been in a race with my trauma, can't outrun it
No wonder why I drive like I'm bein' chased
Pack up and move houses instead of renovate
Put my newborn daughter to bed at eight, then I'm back on the interstate
Chain-smokin', lookin' like I'm 'bout to hyperventilate

Got everything to celebrate on the outside
Still none of that eliminates what is inside
And since I've gotta find a way to cope
I start by reversin' some of the words I wrote
Instead of bein' a demon, be a beacon of hope
'Cause one day we're hangin' out
The next day you're hangin' from a rope, uh

So far away from where you are
Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up, but I'm not sorry
And I will meet you where you are (yeah)
I make my own luck because I don't believe in karma

(La, la-la-la, la-la-la)
Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up, but I'm not sorry
(La, la-la-la, la-la-la)
I make my own luck because I don't believe in karma

Yeah, this feels like the opposite of real life
Uh, yeah
This feels like the opposite of real life
Uh, yeah, mm-mm

Glitter and glue
A perfect night's a nightmare too
I feel so cold, feeling blue
Shades of pink and shades of blue