Format
Lyrics
Here I'm staying, you are gone
Sky is shaking, I want no more
Head is aching, please someone
I took my medicine, I won
Wacky rap on this style of music
Should have known I don't plan losing
Tongue is tangling, I'm confusing
I'm tired to hear that you're refusing
You don't know, but I'm using
Things that people use for bruising
Funny voice? You're amusing
You can't get what I am using
Thinking about what other
Things to reuse in
My everyday life
It feels like I am losing my mind
You really try to get my hopes high everytime
Though I'm as low as it can go
Well, we're back in my mind
This is the place you'll never get to see
We're back into hypocrisy
The sense of you crossing the line
Is constantly following me
Me and shadows late at night
Can't you see I don't want to fight
Getting pushed, I fell from a height
I'm getting better... That's alright
Being fine is a style of losing
I won't be aligned when choosing
Never row, my mind is cruising
On my way cause I'm never snoozing
Once again I am using
Things that people use for bruising
Funny voice? Stop and lose it
Still can't get what I've been using
Bring me the calm and other
Things to infuse in
My everyday life
Still feels like I am losing my mind
You really try to get my hopes high everytime
Though I'm as low as it can go
Well, we're back in my mind
This is the place you'll never get to see
We're back into hypocrisy
The sense of you crossing the line
Is constantly following me
Here I'm staying, you are gone
Sky is shaking, I want no more
Head is aching, please someone
I took my medicine, I won
Wacky rap on this style of music
Should have known I don't plan losing
Tongue is tangling, I'm confusing
I'm tired to hear that you're refusing
You don't know, but I'm using
Things that people use for bruising
Funny voice? You're amusing
You can't get what I am using
Thinking about what other
Things to reuse in
My everyday life
It feels like I am losing my mind
You really try to get my hopes high everytime
Though I'm as low as it can go
Well, we're back in my mind
This is the place you'll never get to see
We're back into hypocrisy
The sense of you crossing the line
Is constantly following me
Me and shadows late at night
Can't you see I don't want to fight
Getting pushed, I fell from a height
I'm getting better... That's alright
Being fine is a style of losing
I won't be aligned when choosing
Never row, my mind is cruising
On my way cause I'm never snoozing
Once again I am using
Things that people use for bruising
Funny voice? Stop and lose it
Still can't get what I've been using
Bring me the calm and other
Things to infuse in
My everyday life
Still feels like I am losing my mind
You really try to get my hopes high everytime
Though I'm as low as it can go
Well, we're back in my mind
This is the place you'll never get to see
We're back into hypocrisy
The sense of you crossing the line
Is constantly following me
Writer(s): Nicolae Mihai, Sergiu Moldovan
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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