Testo drug mule - Bobby Raps feat. Corbin

Testo della canzone drug mule (Bobby Raps feat. Corbin), tratta dall'album Not Scared Enough

You gave up-
You gave up on me like I give up on myself
It's chess not checkers
Try not to forget that next time
Feelings that I can't fake
Wipe all memories right away
You know it's hard for me to concentrate
I think I'm losing' it all
I need someone to talk to
I've been in a bad mood
I'm hooked on her just like some dog food
Had to cut you off, send you to charm school
I turn a Uber to a drug mule (Drug mule)
I felt stupid, thought I could trust you (Trust you)
Now it doesn't feel the same when I touch you (Touch you)
Wanna play dumb but I know how to play numb too (Numb too)
Wish I could leave you alone
Put my heart on cryo
I just came out the asylum
I see beauty in the silence
I see tragedy in triumph
I'm not talking, I'm not trying
Man I love it when you lying
I'm not stalking, I'm not spying
I'm too driven, I'm too giant
I feel like a wrestler
I would for us but I know that I'm better off
Next cocktail I'm gon' drink gon' be a Molotov
I'm half man, half beast like a Minotaur
All this weight on top my chest feel like a cinder block
And I prayed to her like synagogue
Fell in way too deep, took it too far
Felt like I'm scuba diving
What if we had never met?
Ha, it's funny there is some food for thought
Used to be my twin, you turned your back
Just like you're Sephiroth
Wish I'd listened to my instincts, 'cause I know they never wrong
Feelings been stuck in the basement locked in
I think that the drugs tryna take me hostage
Looking like a ghost, can't escape my haunting
Got to give it up but I don't know how to stop it
Wake up, get a little head like ohh
Break up but you're on my bed by tomorrow
Snake tongue but it's still too bitter to swallow
My face numb, gotta fill a tank, full throttle
Time been fully isolated
I don't mind what you say or how you rate it
Probably gonna rob my cadence
I don't want to be famous
You can come and say "hi" at my funeral
I'm finally confined to my cubical
I'm really not fine as usual
Now thank you for your time it wasn't beautiful
I need someone to talk to
'Cause I've been in a bad mood
Hooked on her love just like some dog food
Cut her off, send her to charm school
I turn a Uber to a drug mule (Drug mule)
Felt so stupid, thought I could trust you (Trust you)
And now it doesn't feel the same when I fuck you (Fuck you)
Wanna play dumb but I know how to play numb too (Numb too)
I guess I'm back up on my own, aye



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Writer(s): Corbin Smidzik, Robert Richardson
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