Текст песни Not a Guitar Song - iurai

Now I'm at war, yeah I got a sword at my mental health
But at least I'm more, more sane than I was when I was sharing shelves
And it's so hard, when you've had it and you not trying to fall with somebody else
Every guitar song ends up being bout the same old shit

Welcome to the story
Now let me introduce you to the characters involved
Got my heart, my brain, the ones who caused me pain
Vaultboy, Earthgang, JID, Lauv, AV, Aries and Ericdoa,
Zeltron, Cole J, and my close mates who also influenced me in many ways
And obviously none of these would be important without your boy
So, without further ado, I'll let the song explain

Was wounded but got surgery, new life, revolutionary
New heart accused of burglary yo watch all these cars swerve for me
The level of confidence got old me running like cheetahs
No one saw this coming since I was a fetus
Old me was a teenage dirt-bag now we talkin Wheatus
No ones tired or dipping unless we talkin Adidas
They built us up but they could never complete us
Been walking on coals for too long think I'm a need some Lapidus
We had to roll, roll, roll wit da gang where we found it
Got no gang on me I got to pull, pull, pull out the place I was drowning
In life we call that a sea, they try to put a trap in the sea
Poison dab in the tea, spikes on our wheels no spikes in the drinks
No haters no more but we tryna succeed
All gone to waste if we back in the streets

But at least I'm more, more sane than I was when I was sharing shelves
And it's so hard, when you've had it and you not trying to fall with somebody else
Every guitar song ends up being bout the same old shit

We had a lot from the get go
From GameCube the retro, to spotting the geckos
Changing our ways, rebounding our echoes
But now I'm back on the pitch and hitting falsetto
Its clean we just cut da grass today
Don't believe me, come on let us have a play
Don't you see I'm enrolling for the stage, now I'm rolling up the ranks
Got a red crown like I'm back on the Wii
Makin a mii, got my bank on the seat
Of the passenger music is basting this ting
Got no windows down just trying to vibe alone
Improve my tone, rocking I Love You So on my phone
Off campus and back in the home
You know It's hard when you been on the streets on desperate drives
Your mates be kind of crazy and your job not giving you off-time