Testo John Doe - B.o.B feat. Priscilla
Testo della canzone John Doe (B.o.B feat. Priscilla), tratta dall'album Underground Luxury
Seems like your heart stops working
The minute they close the curtain
You take off your mask and take off your costume
And if anyone asks, you're taking a smoke break
You're drinking some coffee
But everyone knows what you're doing
Seems like the bus moves slower
Just 'cause you got somewhere to go
So you take a few pills in Beverly Hills
But if anyone asks, you've got a prescription
You got an addiction
Who do you think that you're fooling?
John Doe
I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe, you could come back home
John Doe
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, uh
Everybody's addicted to something
Everybody gotta grip onto something
Even if it's just to feel the response of appeal
Maybe once, maybe twice
Maybe hundreds of times, hundreds of times
Without it, it's just harder to function at times
You race to the bottom of every single bottle
As if there was someone or something to find
You struggle in your mind and you tell yourself lie after lie
'Til you get to the point where it's no longer private
The people that you work with noticed the signs
When you walk in the room, it gets noticeably quiet
So you break up the silence
You say you've been at the gym
But the way that you look, can't blame on a diet
So what you hiding?
John Doe
I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe, you could come back home
John Doe
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, yeah
I've probably had too many things, smashed too many freaks
Had too much to dro-, I mean had too much to drink
Left the club, ended up in custody
Random drug test, passed it luckily
My girl broke up wit' me 'cause she walked in suddenly
With a woman up under me
I told her "Wait, it ain't what it look like
I must've slipped and fell, clumsy me!"
Well, at least I admit it
'Cause the worst you could do is to do it
And not be man enough to say that you did it
That's just how you prevent it
Well I ain't no different, I love all the money, the fame
And the parties with beautiful women
I spent so much time as an underground artist
'Cause I was afraid to succumb to the business
And what I'd become
But that what you judge, you become
The path with the greatest resistance
That's how the tables can turn when they pivot
And change your perspective and flip your entire position
My whole life, I've been dying and wishing
To live and experience everything possible
When I told 'em my dreams, they just said "It ain't logical"
Now, I can see it, it's optical
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
John Doe
I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe, you could come back home
John Doe
Credits
Writer(s): Priscilla Renea Hamilton, Geoffrey Patrick Earley, Bobby Ray Jr. Simmons
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