Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bitter , by - ATMOSPHERE. Release date: 04.05.2014
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
Bitter |
| Everything used to be so good then |
| Now it seems like you’re mad at my footprints |
| I’m only trying to scribble in the book, man |
| It’s not my fault that y’all couldn’t |
| You must have a lot of free time |
| Otherwise why are you trying to see mine |
| Strain your neck, let the blame project |
| But don’t give yourself the same respect |
| So independent but undependable |
| We’re all getting old, now take a mental note |
| And stop being so covetous |
| The crime is the punishment |
| Now run and get a sliver of dignity |
| You ain’t gotta be a figure of misery |
| You don’t want to be a victim to victory |
| Listening to a bitter sweet symphony |
| You’re so bitter |
| You’re cold as a river in the winter |
| This one is to recognize you |
| Your jealousy needs an anthem too |
| You’re so bitter |
| You’re cold as a river in the winter |
| This one is to recognize you |
| And all of these dreams that can’t come true |
| We used to get up in Uptown |
| Then we hit the highway to run around |
| Came home everybody wanna judge now |
| Don’t let them see you celebrate your touchdown |
| Keep clutching those grudges |
| Don’t budge if no budget |
| The old puppets show love in public |
| But behind the back can’t trust it |
| Disgusted, repugnant |
| Insulted, repulsive |
| Discouraged, rejection |
| No protection from your own reflection |
| Chip on your shoulder big as a boulder |
| Insecurities a slippery slope |
| Got ya looking around for the sympathy vote |
| Anything to give a little glimmer of hope |
| Treat love like a limited resource |
| Fight for it like there’s never gonna be more |
| On the rooftop talk to the spaceships |
| Like you’ve got 2Pac locked in the basement |
| Get the bag, make the get away exit |
| You get mad like your middle name desperate |
| No net, better not get left back |
| Yeah, you should probably protect that |
| I’m trying to keep it simple, teeth to the nipple |
| Beat my chisel, leave my initials |
| Fly so far when you follow the signals |
| Sky full of stars and all of them wishful |
| Not only are we bitter but we’re brittle |
| The world’s getting small, and everybody’s little |
| Go roll your eyeballs, toot your own whistle |
| Don’t ever stop waiting for the window |