paroles de chanson Trippin' - lullabyboy

(Everyday we trippin')
(Over our own sins)
(You ain't gotta clue of what I'm tryna do)

Everyday we trippin'
Over our own sins
You ain't gotta clue of what I'm tryna do
Tell me what we got to lose, ya
What we gotta lose, ya, ya

I don't ever listen
Fuck you and your crew
Sick of all your hintin'
Get outta my room

You don't gotta clue, ya
You don't gotta clue
You don't gotta clue, ya, ya (ya)

(In my heart it's hittin')
(In my heart it's...) In my heart it's hittin'
We are too damn different
I don't understand this
All the cards I'm handed

In the damn darkness
You can see me lurking
Imma fuck serpant
I don't care
You're hurting

One thing is for certain
I ain't on my own
(I don't dance like Nascar)
(Baby touch my cold heart)

Everyday we trippin'
Over our own sins
You ain't gotta clue of what I'm tryna do
Tell me what we got to lose, ya
What we gotta lose, ya, ya

I don't ever listen
Fuck you and your crew
Sick of all your hintin'
Get outta my room

You don't gotta clue, ya
You don't gotta clue
You don't gotta clue, ya, ya

Everyday we trippin'
Over our own sins
You ain't gotta clue of what I'm tryna do
Tell me what we got to lose, ya
What we gotta lose, ya, ya

I don't ever listen
Fuck you and your crew
Sick of all your hintin'
Get outta my room

You don't gotta clue, ya
You don't gotta clue
You don't gotta clue, ya, ya