paroles de chanson Our Intentions - Piché

(Yeah)

Would′ve smoked a pack today but shit, I got bic'd
Threw a fit, took the cig and tossed it out into the wind
Driving on a backroad, swerving doing 62
I think I′m loopier than whole grain fruit that the toucans chew
Still spittin' suicidal, maybe not quite as often
But I'll be coughin′ in the coffin, comma, I should take a lossange
Probably call it karma, definitely not a lossage
I did it to myself so I′m not tripping I'm just falling
I′m not spitting, I'm just stalling, tryna find an excuse to fuck up
′Cause maybe if I'm famous I can get away with being dumb
I′m a shady motherfucker 'cause the drug abuse is dumber
And my brain will not be cluttered when I'm picked apart by buzzards
And dammit, I can′t sleep, I′m too fucked up every night
And I need to go eat, I'm just starving all the time
I just smoked all of this weed, tryna get a peace of mind
And there are way too many things that make me wanna take my life

Back on my old shit again
Back on my bullshit again
Who are even my friends

Why can′t we all be a little more clear
Why can't our intentions be a little more dear
Feels like the world has its own agenda
Who the fuck can I trust when they all wanna get ahead of ya

Now see, I′m living in Hades, confinement's driving me crazy
I′d go get some light and food but the drugs have made me lazy
And lately behind the glass' been rainy, my thoughts have been so hazy
Now I'm getting so jaded ′cause everything used to be gravy
(Gravy)
(Crazy)

Back on my old shit again
Back on my bullshit again
Who are even my friends
Back on my old shit again
Back on my bullshit again
(I know it′s true that you never cared)
(I know it's true that you never cared)
Who are even my friends