paroles de chanson Solomon Grundy - Squiddy

Huh
What am I gonna do today?
Probably the wrong thing
Living like a century ago, Nineteen Twenty something
Choking on depression
Check my bank account, no bluffing
Huh, Gotta confession, wow, I'm nothing

Solomon Grundy
Killer of cereal, no Ted Bundy
I'm ethereal, do my haunting
Swing to come back home, no bunting
Peppa pigskin, I'm punting
Don't put names on the clothes that I'm flaunting
Don't get much, so I stay Wanting
Only got a few belongings

Solomon Grundy
Looking like death, yet she wanna hump me, huh huh
Busting her eggs like humpty dumpty
Take me to prom then dump me
Solomon Grundy
Risen from sleep, tell me I'm ugly
Why does everyone bug me?
Yet nobody loves me

Why I gotta be so paranoid?
Sick of hearing my own voice
Deafening silence from the void
That's my favorite noise
Rest in darkness by choice
Think I'm heartless, fake joy
Suburban boy, nervous fish, I'm mister swerving coy

Got the same weed brownie on me since like last week
For emergencies
I got to have a little every hour so that I don't tweak
No surgency

Never be Ye so I watch the throne
Drip on a beat, let the juice out my dome
Girlie said she don't wanna be home
But I'm cursed to be alone
Call the hearse I'm Al Capone
I'm the worst to be unknown
I don't deserve this microphone
No no

I don't make plans
I just do
I don't shake hands
Not tryna get sick from you

Solomon Grundy
You got too many dwarves, so I stay Grumpy
I like em lumpy
Fuck me, don't love me

Solomon Grundy
I jump off a bridge, no bungee
Don't flinch when you cut me
Wake up and my hands are bloody

I don't care if you knew me
I'm light, I'm high, toss me aside, threw me
Bad boy, no Juvie
She keep my cock warm like a Coosie

I think I got her when she caught a lookie
Collecting germs when I'm making a boogie
Couldn't control it when craziness took me
I am the monster so give me a cookie

Every time I wake
Wonder who's the next to be taken from us
Each day
More numb
I never say yay
I'm a sore thumb
I'ma pass away from boredom
Perpetual conundrums
A spectacle of dumb dumbs
I flood the room, no sump pump

Solomon Grundy
I live in the mud, no money
You say you love me, huh
You funny