Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thunder , by - 99 Neighbors. Release date: 03.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thunder , by - 99 Neighbors. Thunder |
| Little bloody stains in my eyes |
| Vessel breaking all of the time |
| Devil’s on the clock 9 to 5 |
| Falling through the stairs while I climb |
| And I could tell that something wasn’t right |
| All that empty space on the horizon |
| If you can’t see a throne why even try? |
| Never did no drugs, maybe I should try some |
| In the name of what do I fight? |
| In the name of what do I fight? |
| I don’t need to change |
| Don’t think about it |
| See some shit so now I drink about it |
| (Fuck) Can’t sleep |
| 4 AM, I see a figure |
| Think my life is over but he can’t deliver (Shit) |
| Sat through all my fuckin' whispers |
| Telling me my life been caught up in a twister |
| I was flying in a circle |
| I was missing curfew when I had a curfew |
| If you think I curved you then I probably curved you |
| I ain’t really sorry baby girl I hurt you |
| I ain’t gonna rest 'til I fuckin' drop dead |
| I been runnin' outta options |
| Call me Vinny Checkers, never chill |
| I pop another pill to get up out my thoughts (Damn) |
| Life been really toxic, overrated |
| I don’t feel appreciated anymore |
| By people I thought it mattered, I don’t get it |
| I hated the shit I was singin' before |
| In a loop, an inner circle |
| To follow up how to go out and go open these doors |
| Gotta get it, gotta go and relax |
| I never thought that I’d make it this far (Ayy) |
| All the shit that’s all up on my mind it got me dropping off the map |
| I put my phone on autopilot for the night so they can’t ask me where I’m, at |
| Ridin' through my city in the night solo dolo with the cash |
| And I just needed space, I’m on the side |
| Gimme time and I’ll be, back |
| Phone’s low, I let it burn like Usher |
| I’m a stones throw away from disappointments |
| I don’t wanna talk, ‘cause I don’t wanna tell ‘em |
| I don’t wanna fix it, I just want it better |
| I’ve been broke forever, needing changes |
| Mental health and wealth in different places |
| I know life is phases, I know people leave you |
| Fuck if theirs is greener, then nigga mine is green too |
| Phone jumpin', I won’t operate it |
| I won' let ‘em play me unless it’s on a playlist |
| Leave it off for the rainy days |
| ‘cause I don’t wanna feel and I don’t wanna shade ‘em |
| Known numbers tryna check my wavelength |
| 'Cause they noticed Hank ain’t been up on the same shit |
| I need time and separation from it |
| Bein' honest all I really want is space, shit |
| Little bloody stains in my eyes |
| Vessel breaking all of the time |
| Devil’s on the clock 9 to 5 |
| Falling through the stairs while I climb |
| And I could tell that something wasn’t right |
| All that empty space on the horizon |
| If you can’t see a throne why even try? |
| Never did no drugs, maybe I should try some |
| In the name of what do I fight? |
| In the name of what do I fight? |
| Hard not to have ego |
| When I’m in a room full of mirrors, I’m a whole different person |
| But I feel like nothing’s workin' |
| I got friends and family that rely on me |
| And my shorty told me she would die for me |
| I got niggas that say they would ride for me |
| 'Til I’m down on my luck and they hide from me |
| I got trust issues |
| Feel like I’m on top of the world, but somehow I’ll lose it all |
| Due to liquor, strippers snorting Adderall |
| As soon as I finish this album off, it’ll all evolve |
| Sick of chasin' |
| Highs and lows in all these different places |
| Devils workin' I can feel it, I know he’s obsessed with me |
| Please don’t catch up to me runnin' from |
| Fear in my mind |
| Never see it clear through my eyes |
| Faded on this long midnight drive |
| Stuck inside a life that ain’t mine |
| You can see that something isn’t right |
| All that empty space under both eyelids |
| I don’t answer calls, I don’t even try |
| Lookin' for the plug, maybe I can find some |
| In the name of what do I fight? |
| In the name of what do I fight? |
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