Chetta - Emocean текст песни

Текст песни Emocean - Chetta



We're the middle children of history, man
No purpose or place
We have no Great War
No Great Depression
Waves of emotion
Got me floating, woah
Always soaking
Like the ocean, woah
Clouds won't open
Feeling hopeless, woah
Never sober
Always broken, woah
Bitch do me like every night
Zooted get my head right
Off the clean
The dirty sprite
Chalk the scene
I end your life
Talking cheap
I'm giving fines
Mixed emotions
Mixed emotions
Oh no
Been feeling ghosted
Feelings ghosting
Oh no
Keep tryna focus
I'm usually hoping
And they dont wanna
Leave me hopeless
Leave me open
Why these pills take me up
Down
Off the loud
You don't make a sound
Out the mud
Got it off the ground
Tryna tell em
They can't come around
They can't come around
Why they blocking
They can't stop it
Tryna fool me up
Out the bottom of the boot
Bitch I'm booted up
And ya hoe keep acting choosy
Tryna chew me up
Drop the fake
That shit ain't cool
I don't need no love
Say something if you hate me
Say something if you hate me
Wasting time tryna save me
Waste your time tryna save me, woah
Breathe slow
Got me diving
In too deep
Feet cold
Wash my sins
Up on the beach
Free flow
Got me weak up on my knees
Please don't
Please go
Waves of emotion
Got me floating, woah
Always soaking
Like the ocean, woah
Clouds won't open
Feeling hopeless, woah
Never sober
Always broken, woah
Bitch tell me what you need to say
Catching baggage
Catching plays
Catch you slipping
Catch a case
Off the coast
I fade away
By myself a castaway
Losing focus
Losing focus
Oh no
Been getting loaded
It keep me going
Oh no
I'm dying hoping
That you might notice
And they just wanna
Leave me floating
Leave soaking
Why I'm always breaking up
Down
Ain't enough of me
To go around
Out the pound
I'ma smoke em out
Why they giving me
The run around
The run around
All that blocking
They can't stop it
Bitch I'm pulling up
From the bottom of the boot
Hoe we moving up
And my woe from uptown
Killing two for ones
Bet a thou
Shoot a thou
Damn I feel like nothing, no
Say something if you hate me
Say something if you hate me
Wasting time tryna save me
Waste your time tryna save me, woah
Keep low
Got me diving into deep
Sink slow
Ain't no breathing
For the meek
Weak soul
Tryna figure
What I need
Please don't
Please go
Waves of emotion
Got me floating, woah
Always soaking
Like the ocean, woah
Clouds won't open
Feeling hopeless, woah
Never sober
Always broken, woah
Waves of emotion
Got me floating, woah
Always soaking
Like the ocean, woah
Clouds won't open
Feeling hopeless, woah
Never sober
Always broken, woah
Our Great War's a spiritual war
Our Great Depression, is our lives
We are raised by television to believe
That we'll be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars
But we won't
And we're slowing learning that fact
And we're very, very pissed off



Авторы: Joshua Marchetta


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дата релиза
31-07-2019




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