ZionRyozo - Traffic Lights Lyrics

I swear these traffic lights
In my eyes, intensifies
Terrifies, petrifies
Teary eyes, manly cries
Still at BK binging on some chilli fries
Haha yeah chilli fries
I went from being filled with so much anger
To going green going red and then to amber
They say you gotta to learn to control your temper
Damn her swear I'm turning into Bruce Banner
Greener less a sinner
I rather her than Kardashian or Jenner
Cold hearted but with her I'm tender
Vulnerable slender
And I wonder who sent her
Swear she the devil in disguise but with a manner
She the hit the nail on the head, I need a hammer
I'm the only celestial that can tempt her
Say less real just to man up
I must be so careless
Tripping over with no force like I'm Airless
Oh silly me who would friend us
Let alone bear us
So I sit alone in the dark speakers on
See what the snare does
Does anybody feel embarrassed
Questionable answers
And things starting to get a lot denser
Rest assured this track is probably the most harmless
Heartless for each step I retract and take a deep breath
Weed, meth not the type I'm obsessed
But say real you there to celebrate all my successes
Oppressed by pressed more or less
Started of local with Cortez hot as
A sauna in the middle of a desert
Four jests around me I'm impressed
South East North West
Damn I'm tipsy, pour less
Care to apologise for your nonsense
Starting to make more sense
And my bank account starting to make more cents
Henceforth, I refer to the book I keep with written names of those who poured sense
Socially awkward in the past so more gents
All friends
I keep it real, no nonsense
Small circle, hot headed filled with offence
Often, all rants, clear minded conscious
Things starting to get lot stranger around here, Hawkins
No time or money for ballin I put my all in
My ideas I'm drawing man swear this is my calling
Endorphins please increase the morphine
Just like Drizzy, without me 65 is just a bunch of orphans
High as a bird and I'm not even soaring
So sophisticated in my work like the footwork of soldiers when they fall in
Broken hearted stuck in the same maze I've been to
Purple Hearts make my lightsaber turn to Mace Windu's
Accelerate my life I'm collecting accolades They building up in my tall cabinets
For all of y'all to fascinate
Or maybe toast a bottle of champagne to celebrate
But what's there to celebrate
Huh what's there to celebrate
When you still stuck in the traffic
Foot on the brake
Huh
Yeah

I swear these traffic lights
In my eyes, intensifies
Terrifies, petrifies
Teary eyes, manly cries
Still at BK binging on some chilli fries
Haha yeah chilli fries
I went from being filled with so much anger
To going green going red and then to amber
They say you gotta to learn to control your temper
Damn her swear I'm turning into Bruce Banner
Greener less a sinner
I rather her than Kardashian or Jenner
Cold hearted but with her I'm tender
Vulnerable slender
And I wonder who sent her
Swear she the devil in disguise but with a manner
She the hit the nail on the head, I need a hammer
I'm the only celestial that can tempt her
Say less real just to man up
I must be so careless
Tripping over with no force like I'm Airless
Oh silly me who would friend us
Let alone bear us
So I sit alone in the dark speakers on
See what the snare does
Does anybody feel embarrassed
Questionable answers
And things starting to get a lot denser
Rest assured this track is probably the most harmless
Heartless for each step I retract and take a deep breath
Weed, meth not the type I'm obsessed
But say real you there to celebrate all my successes
Oppressed by pressed more or less
Started of local with Cortez hot as
A sauna in the middle of a desert
Four jests around me I'm impressed
South East North West
Damn I'm tipsy, pour less
Care to apologise for your nonsense
Starting to make more sense
And my bank account starting to make more cents
Henceforth, I refer to the book I keep with written names of those who poured sense
Socially awkward in the past so more gents
All friends
I keep it real, no nonsense
Small circle, hot headed filled with offence
Often, all rants, clear minded conscious
Things starting to get lot stranger around here, Hawkins
No time or money for ballin I put my all in
My ideas I'm drawing man swear this is my calling
Endorphins please increase the morphine
Just like Drizzy, without me 65 is just a bunch of orphans
High as a bird and I'm not even soaring
So sophisticated in my work like the footwork of soldiers when they fall in
Broken hearted stuck in the same maze I've been to
Purple Hearts make my lightsaber turn to Mace Windu's
Accelerate my life I'm collecting accolades They building up in my tall cabinets
For all of y'all to fascinate
Or maybe toast a bottle of champagne to celebrate
But what's there to celebrate
Huh what's there to celebrate
When you still stuck in the traffic
Foot on the brake
Huh
Yeah