paroles de chanson so long - Lando Senju

The older I get, the more that I fade
The more that you run, the more that I chase, hey
Growing apart, what can I say?

I'm in the cut like a damn anesthetic
My momma gave me talent, it's genetic
Most what these niggas saying ain't authentic
So damn bogus, you ain't gettin no credit
So long to the snakes and the skeptics
Sayonara to your hundred ton presence
Sayonara, sayonara, pretending
Sayonara, sayonara, depending
(I get it, I get it, I--)

When I look in the mirror, my reflection a ghost
The more that I try, the more that I roam
Maybe I won't ever find a home
Maybe I'll always be a-fucking-lone

I been solo, no I'm not trynna fade away
Heart been so low, and it's deep like an 808
Blunt to blunt to blunt to blunt, that's my day to day
I make it worse so I guess I'm a waste of space
Roll a backwood and it take all the pain away
I'm rockin blue Chanel on my black skin
Dirty demon, black heart bastard
I'm a big dog, nigga, mastiff
But I'm tired of thinking "I could do better" or "my tunes lesser"
Feeling smaller than the white tag on my used denim
Look in mirror, I'm a true specter, I abuse pressure
Maybe I just need a new mental
Maybe I just dug my spirit down into a dark pit, and now I lost it

What happens when you regret everything?
Habits transform into weaponry
What if I don't believe in heaven
Instead the universe recycles my energy?
Cuz I been searching for a better me
But I got self destructive tendencies
I guess I believe I'm an old soul
I'm a mess and my vibrations so low
(Your ego's nothing but a hiding place)
Nowadays, I'm planning my escape
I don't really wanna die today
But how I wish that I could fly away
No one's watching, go ahead, cry away
The tears don't come to eyes, they hide and ache
Our hero turn zero in the face of fate
My heart in my throat, I'm pacing by the bay
I contemplate and think

"I think I'm getting too old for this"
I've seen too much shit to go with it
I reach my hand to my soul within
Cuz I can't pick a different skin
But it's never enough
And, no, it's never enough
And now you're calling my bluff
And it go over and over
Over and over
It go over and over
And I don't get no closure
Haha
I'm sick and tired, of being sick and tired
Of watching every night turn day
I'm out of time, I'm running out of time
To spread my wings and fly away
I can't reply, it's not a fucking crime
I'm just busy planning my escape
Is this the sign?
Is this the fucking sign I wanted every time I prayed?
Trying to make amends with the man that's in the mirror
And I'm tired of making friends, wanna heal and disappear
But I can't sleep
But I can't sleep
But I can't sleep
But I can't sleep
The grass always greener on the side I can't reach
And I need my spliffs thick, otherwise I can't sleep
I-I can't sleep