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Testo Sometimes - Ecstsy

Testo della canzone Sometimes (Ecstsy), tratta dall'album Thrills

Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, uh
I wanna be by my lonely
I pop these Perc by my lonely
I put in work by my lonely
.40 on me, you know that's my homie
I wanna be by my lonely
I take these Perc by my lonely
I put in work by my lonely
.40 on me, you know that's my homie
My mind sometimes gets dark and wild
My mind sometimes, ah
I don't wan' be bothered
Inhale, exhale, breathin' just got a little harder
I mean well, I mean well
All's well, it ends well
Inhale, exhale
Losing my sanity, probably
I'll see you in hell
Yeah, I'ma meet you there
As of lately, my demons, they bother me
When I'm sleepin', they sittin' on top of me
And wherever I go, they will follow me
I fell into the pit and it's bottomless
They want my soul but it isn't my property
Try to take it from me, demonic robbery
Crazy the way that the devil will lie to me
Just leave me alone
I could do bad on my own
I get high off my ass on my own
Paranoia is strong
What if she don't love me no more?
I hope I'm wrong
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
I wanna be by my lonely
I pop these Perc by my lonely
I put in work by my lonely
.40 on me, you know that's my homie
I wanna be by my lonely
I take these Perc by my lonely
I put in work by my lonely
.40 on me, you know that's my homie
Oh, there ain't no place like home
I wanna go back home
I hate the world we know, oh, oh
There ain't no place like home
I wanna go back home
I hate the world we know
Mind fumblin', fumblin', fumblin', fumblin'
I wonder if, wonder if, wonder if, wonder if
I'm gonna live, gonna live
All these threats that I get from my enemies
Wonder why I keep a .40 right next to me
Scared of niggas runnin' in my vicinity
I'ma be the killer, ain't no one killin' me
That's a better choice like votin' for Hillary
Where I'm from niggas don't give a fuck
So we loadin' up and shootin' like documentary
Numb to the core
I don't wanna feel shit anymore
I don't wanna feel rich anymore
Know that they want me dead
So I'm takin' meds until I fall on the floor
I don't know who to call anymore
I don't know what to call it anymore
Tears fall like raindrops, but nah
I don't wanna ball anymore
Pick up the rock score, I pill pop some more
Why? It numbs me inside
I know it ain't right, but it's part of the ride
There ain't no place like home
I wanna go back home
I hate the world we know
There ain't no place like home
I wanna go back home
I hate the world we know



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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Donald Ganim
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