Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Confession, artist - CES Cru. Album song Constant Energy Struggles, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.03.2013
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Confession |
A devil in the flame, finger in the fire |
Hand on the stove, leave a lingering desire |
Dance with the devil, wrestle with the beast |
Blessing from a sinner, confession from a priest |
Step up on the sheets, lesson for today |
Heat up in the moment come second to the pain |
Packing in the rain, kissing in the dark |
Awful that we came that, missing in my heart |
Touching up the walls, tossing up my bed |
Picture you for seek so often in my head |
Feel my heartbeat beat pumping in my chest |
Heavy on my mind, stomach full of stress |
Cuddle and caress, keep it on the low |
Everything we’re speaking on secret on the phone |
Leave it all alone, love will make you sick |
Sicker than being alone, go and take a pic |
Finding for a fix, action for your touch |
Knowing you with him been, wishing it was us |
Packing up my bags, gathering my things |
Spin around the in grin, scattering my brain |
Walking out the path, breaking all the trees |
We can be together if it wasn’t up to me |
Waking on a storm, standing in the rain |
Thinking we can never ever fire up a flame |
Smoking in the green room thinking with the blues |
Drinking with the band aids, linking with the crews |
Sleeping on the bus, dreaming on the road |
Pranking on the weak, pranking on your soul |
Staying on the phone, saying I’ll be home |
Hoping you don’t stray because you’re feeling so alone |
Tearing up the pavement, turning up the ghoul |
Keeping covered walls while speaking with a smile |
Fall up through the cracks, try to follow back |
Flipping out on niggers who she don’t know how to act |
Lying through my teeth, laying in my bed |
And she ain’t nothing to me, I’m just trying to get a head |
Sick sitting in abuse, starring at the roof |
Hard up on my sleeve, wear it of a proof |
Burying the truth, digging up the past |
Throw away my thoughts, sticking out the trash |
Conversate with God, couldn’t think about what to ask |
Be in love is hard, being single, just as bad |
Maybe even worse, they say that it’s a gift |
But they came to be a curse or maybe we should quit |
Hiding like a thief, why am I discrete? |
You can lie to him, but no ever lie to me |
Fire in my eyes, burn a holy hue |
You apologize and I’m sure it’s overdue |
All over us, glimmer in the lights |
Thought it will be sweet, but it’s cinnamon and spice |
Do it what you want, did it in my sights |
Pay for my mistakes, now I’m living with the price |