Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Syringe Ditch, artist - Dirty Dike. Album song Acrylic Snail, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Focus
Song language: English
Syringe Ditch |
Ooh |
Yeah |
Felt like I’m swimming through a ditch of syringes |
And I ain’t tryna beg a bitch for forgiveness |
She ain’t a bitch though, its just easier to kiss this |
Goodbye when it’s sprinkled in some mean unrealistics |
Misogynistic, call it what you see fit |
I call it beating out my feelings like I need this |
You call it everything you ever wanna be |
'Cause if I bet you’re watching someone then I bet you’re watching me |
Don’t even think about the quest before you see |
I ain’t bitter, I ain’t stressed, in fact I’m better of as me |
(Better of as me, better of as me) |
Guesstimated sentence of a beast |
Serve a twenty-five-to-life and never got released |
What do you mean you felt a pest to me and you could barely breathe? |
Listen please, we’re separated visions of a dream |
But we both know the truth and it was better that I leave |
(That I leave) |
You didn’t love yourself enough, that’s unattractive |
Except the times you took the drugs and cried and done a back flip |
You used to lie for love and hide it like a bad trip |
So what the fuck was I towards the kindness or the madness? |
I live a life to simply climb, and I’m about this |
And I haven’t got the time to be the loudest mouth to shout this |
You said you’re proud of me, I doubt you know what proud is |
'Cause since then I’ve bounced and what I found’s had me astounded |
I used to write about how happy and how sad you made me |
You called me arrogant whilst sat about all powder-scrapey |
I saw a pattern attach and imagined our baby |
And like a coward I just sat and acted sour cagey |
You say I’m lazy, mad, angry and I’m power-crazy |
Damn right, I’m everything you say without an ounce of maybe |
Look how you hate me now for smacking what this planet gave me |
I hope your nag doesn’t actually fucking matter lately |