Текст песни Walls - Rav

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Sitting in my room, what am I doing? Nothing!
Staring out the window of my tomb, the roof crumbling
My mood dumping thoughts of true tedium and doom and abundance
Wrapped in the depression that I seem to be truly in love with, look

I wanna visit Charleston again
Puff a thousand more blunts while spittin' bars with my friends
But a ticket costs a lot, cost of living costs a lot more
Which is stronger, my indifference or persistence? Not sure

Rock forth, chair squeaks, all I hear is reverb
I can sense the room telling me this is what I deserve
All out of kush so I can't leave Earth
Stuck with visiting my memories and goals, like, could it be- be worse?

I'm just chilling, doin' nothing on the balcony
Pondering, "What the fuck will I amount to be?"

Probably nothing man, according to these YouTube comments
Look, I love honesty but, shit, sometimes you dudes too honest!
My music voodoo harmless, chill, just let me do my shit
I need to run, my tongue still ain't accomplished shit
I move still but you dudes kill my mood
Like, way too fucking much, so homie, I'm good
No more social networking for another few months
Roll up a few blunts but nothing too much!

And that's right, that's right, we back again
Float into the booth ready to rap again
But I hate every take of every song
Perhaps all them haters on that one thread weren't wrong

What am I doing?
Sitting in my room consuming, feeling fluent
And saying nothing, all day long
No matter what I do, feels like I'm always wrong
My cerebral hallways long
Life is a game, I'd rather go play Pong
The world's a stage, I'd rather roleplay on another planet
Bumpin' Aesop all day long

And that's right, here comes another day
'Bout to bore myself to death another way
Kinda wanna stop and fucking run away
But none of me has energy, what the fuck has got into me?

What am I doing with myself?
I have influenced my own health, stopped pursuing what I felt
And thus keep losing out, on the future I can feel
Sure, I can't fail

But who cares, right?
With food, chair and a mic
I can't bear life
Am I too scared to lose hair?
I'mma pull hair tonight
Blue chair with a gloom stare
Am I too petrified?
Do you care? Does who care?

I'm who stares inside, blue hair in sight
My blue fears in sight, that's too true
That's three true, the truth is on five
Lose sleep 'til fright
Fuck that, I'mma have to do some shit, gain shit
Man, once I lose some shit

So I'mma fucking lose my shit!
Throwing out the stupid pair of shoes that used to truly fit
Y'all be downloading all of my shit 'cause truly, dude legit
Or the crew that truly spits
Cross my crew, get crucifixed
Or crucified, hear them pull the loser lie
What's downloading, dude supplies
Thus admitting dude is nice, shit!
Take dude advice
Don't fuck with EXO, we been fucked your ex-hoes

What are you doing?