Текст песни Supermaket List - Juan D. Cruz D. Cross

I lost my sight
I don't see you anymore
My hands are blind
I don't feel you anymore

What's up with all that bullshit everyone tells me?
I don't wanna go to college
I just want a pretty much big fantasy story
Take it, take it,
Or leave it
I ain't a believer
I don't even know what to believe at all
Life sometimes feels like a freaking supermarket list
Freaking, freaking, supermarket list

Days get boring
As they pass by
Low-key slowing like crash-hat
Slow-o-mo wanna get crashed
Stuck in my headphones
Social anxiety creeps me out

And my love for you went away
As blood tears running out of my imagination and ...
Once again I come back telling you
I love you my dearest friend

Corny jokes
(Why're you so aesthetic, tho?)
(You're looking so fabulous or is it just my eyes?)
(Ohhhh, don't be so sad!)
I can't wait for this day to be over either!
Shutout to those high pics
Sucky thoughts
I wanna come over
Let's crash your old car
(Makeout in the trunk)

I lost my sight
I don't see you anymore
My hands are blind
I don't feel you anymore

What's up with all that bullshit everyone tells me?
I don't wanna go to college
I just want a pretty much big fantasy story
Take it, take it,
Or leave it
I ain't a believer
I don't even know what to believe at all
Life sometimes feels like a freaking supermarket list
Freaking, freaking, supermarket list

What's up with all that bullshit everyone tells me?
I don't wanna go to college
I just want a pretty much big fantasy story
Take it, take it,
Or leave it
I ain't a believer
I don't even know what to believe at all
Life sometimes feels like a freaking supermarket list
Freaking, freaking, supermarket list
Take it, take it,
Or leave it
I ain't a believer
I don't even know what to believe at all
Life sometimes feels like a freaking supermarket list
Freaking, freaking, supermarket list

What's up? What's up?
I ain't tryna go high
I ain't tryna go low
Looking out for balance
Looking out for some mercy
Merci à toi et ça me plaît
I'm talking about this melody
I've been looking for

And I want no compromise to the attitude of life
(And I want no compromise to the attitude of life)
Sitting in my room I just wanna play some ultra songs
UMF, not worrying 'bout tomorrow
I'm talking about this melody
I've been looking for
And I want no compromise to the attitude of life
(And I want no compromise to the attitude of life)
Sitting in my room I just wanna play some ultra songs
UMF, not worrying 'bout tomorrow

Take it, take it,
Or leave it
I ain't a believer
I don't even know what to believe at all
Life sometimes feels like a freaking supermarket list
Freaking, freaking, supermarket list
I lost my sight
I don't see you anymore
My hands are blind
I don't feel you anymore
Take it, take it,
Or leave it
I ain't a believer
I don't even know what to believe at all
Life sometimes feels like a freaking supermarket list
Freaking, freaking, supermarket list