Текст песни PENTHOUSE - DayEXSO

Everybody wants a room
Everybody wants a tune
And you're waking me up for a realization
And you're waking me up for a realization

Wake up one morning, five AM
Headed to my work at the fucking Neptune Soul Alliance
All the shit I knew I wasn't worth
That I thought I'd be contructed from the decendants of earth
I try to wake up with a shave
Head in hands to start my day
Head to the station where I wait everyday
And it never seemed so quiet when nothing goes my own way
Gotta go to the off license, spend my pay
People rushing in from their fucking midnight shift
I believe the bridge got run down from a tectonic rift
So I'm communiting on my route
Got a pain up on my tooth
Where I stuck up on a Zyn
Throw an album in the bin

It's so common practice, it's a part of process
That the industry so derilict, I'll never get my hands on motion
What's all the commotion?
I'm tryna write a bar that'll get listeners floating
And go write to your brain like tobacco you're smoking
Hope future: forward doesn't leave you choking
I'm tryna get a foot in the door before it slams shut
All the opportunities, it left my hands cut

Cut to the bone, while I'm writing on my phone
Cus I'm not writing with a pen, but I guess it all depends
If I make up all your money, can we play it all again
Because CARDRIVERBEN deserves to whip it in a Benz

Now if I wake up one day and I'm gone like a light
I want you to know, that I never start a fight
Cus I'm all good will, and I'm all good might
And that's all from me, I'll see you later, good night