Текст песни Clues Blues - Jordan Rakei
Skeletons
in
my
closet,
dusting
up
the
place
Hoes
in
my
pocket,
wrong
past
my
mistake
Sneaking
down
the
hallway,
hot
floor
hot
shoes
Finding
out
what's
wrong
with
her,
finding
out
the
truth
Messing
with
my
conscience,
hard
act
proof
Sick
of
all
the
nonsense
Sick
of
all
the
news
It's
not
about
the
doctrine
It's
about
those
who
choose
Blues
clues,
Blues
clues
Blues
clues,
Blues
clues
Blues
clues,
Blues
clues
Blues
clues,
Blues
clues
I
wanna
be
your
kiddy
can
explosive
like
I'm
dynamite
Waiting
for
world
to
end
But
that
don't
keep
me
up
at
night
No
stress,
no
pain,
no
cause,
no
same
No
one
to
please,
no
time
to
waste
Just
live
it
like,
live
it
like
you're
a
god
Standing
on
the
clouds,
but
torture
not
allowed
Just
live
it
like,
live
it
like
you're
on
mars
Staring
at
the
sun,
'cause
that's
what
we've
become
Just
live
it
like,
live
it
like
you're
a
god
Standing
on
the
clouds,
but
torture
not
allowed
Just
live
it
like,
live
it
like
you're
on
mars
Staring
at
the
sun,
'cause
that's
what
we've
become
'Cause
that's
what
we've
become
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