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Date of issue: 22.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Enlacing |
You’re so gone |
Ten toes down but nothing to stand on |
Get a handle on yourself, hands are clammy, hands are cold |
Gotta hand it to the host, the music choice is perfect |
And the lights are like the last light you liked on the horizon |
And the life you like was laughable, it’s done and you’re expiring |
(Hahaha) Why you say that? |
Wide awake and why did they laugh? |
While the way the blinds can play that, tattoo stripes across the face that— |
Wait, how you looking at your face when your face is on your face? |
This is somthing you should face, you should— fuck, this song slap, though |
All their faces facing wrong looking at what got you lost |
Can’t thy see they seeing backwards? |
Ugh, somebody turn this shit up |
Everything’s frozen, the world is fast and now look at them go |
All of the cataracts floating outside of your vision are inching in, |
what do they know? |
They are just dust, they are just birds, they are just dragons, they are just |
nerves |
Up to the end, are they getting closer? |
Are they spilling words? |
Is their shattered mirror picture clearer than yours? |
And it feel like |
Get your ass down to the floor |
You’ll never know, you’ll never know, you ain’t so special when everything glows |
And it’s so gone over you, it’s so gone over you |
You so gone, it’s all gone and it’s long overdue |
You got nothing to prove, you are nothing, you know |
All that you have to do is try to get your ass down to the floor |
Pick up the pieces |
Pick up the cues like a human |
See, what you need is— |
Fuck are you doing? |
Riding 'round euphoria with hammers out the window |
Whistle Crip and crack a rainbow, make it rain dance for your people |
Put a pound of joy up in a pill then crush it down to powder |
Let it sit under your tongue and check back in about a hour |
It’s that lover love and lost, it’s that lost that lovin' feelin' |
It’s that base jump from the window while you dancing on the ceiling |
It’s that (Whoop), geeked up, it’s that sky, it’s deeper |
Than that pool you swim in, you inside the speaker |
It’s your song, sling that tightrope, walk the skin inside your teeth |
Call that floss and bleeding diamonds, fine if you could only reach |
Ones up in the sky is smiling, they so fine and they so far |
And you so small and so you find that you’ve been wishing on a star |
Do you feel that? |
And it feel like |
Get your ass down to the floor |
You’ll never know, you’ll never know, you ain’t so special when everything glows |
And it’s so gone over you, it’s so gone over you |
You so gone, it’s all gone and it’s long overdue |
You got nothing to prove, you are nothing, you know |
All that you have to do is try to get your ass down to the floor |
Things you seen since last you saw yourself would turn a man to dust |
The things you dreamed in lieu of all the hells were just imagination 'cause |
You couldn’t bear to see the limit of yourself for what it was |
The good you wear on sleeves just isn’t much |
Your body is a drug you love, you crush |
Make the most of magic, map the math of it |
Master mouthpiece and extract the past from it |
Plummet, plumb it, plum pit, fruit |
Summit, some shit, sunk ship, loot |
Loop, feedback, look, see that |
Bloody sack, you used to be that |
The mind is a façade |
The blind idiot god |
Will guide to your demise |
So fine, let it be gone |
Get your ass down to the floor |
You’ll never know, you’ll never know, you ain’t so special when everything glows |
And it’s so gone over you, it’s so gone over you |
You so gone, it’s all gone and it’s long overdue |
You got nothing to prove, you are nothing, you know |
All that you have to do is try to get your ass down to the floor |