Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Song Machine: Pac-Man, artist - Gorillaz. Album song Song Machine, Season One: Strange Timez, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 22.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Under exclusive licence to Parlophone
Song language: English
Song Machine: Pac-Man |
Alrighty |
Let's go |
Uh, ah |
You can freak me out, you can throw me in the lion pit |
You can borrow my hands and tell me I'm not here |
I'm a mad Pac-Man, livin' in a leveled world |
Everywhere I go I don't know where I am |
You can call me cracked, you can call me mad and stifled |
You can hold my hand, sail me into bathing light |
Everybody knows, when I was sad, I fell for you |
Everywhere I go, I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' out |
I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' out, stressin' out |
You can hide your head, you can throw me in the lion pit |
You can borrow my days and tell me I'm not blue |
Everybody knows, when I was sad, I fell for you |
Everywhere I go, I don't know where I am |
I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' out |
I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' out |
I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' out |
I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' out |
I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' out |
I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' out |
I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' out |
I'm stressin' out... |
Uh, how can I trust truth? |
Uh, when I ain't got nothin' to sell |
I shattered my thoughts to get out my shell |
Uh, why would I hold my tongue to tuck in my tails? |
Ayy, can't dream if my ego is broke |
The jokes that try to find the answer to nope (Uh) |
My type of drive, you can't buy this shit |
You got a heart but it don't beat like this |
I had a spark, then my mind went trip |
Create the wave so the vibe all mix |
(I'm a mad Pac-Man) Suu... |
(Livin' in a leveled world) |
Yo, I been at the top of the top |
Fell from the ceiling before I fail |
'Cause I needed to grow, Bruce Lee, royal with the glow |
Uh, walked on the edge, fuck tryna dream in the bed |
'Fore I die on these meds, niggas gon' die on the feds |
'Fore I make it to jail, prolly put one in the head |
Fuck the judge and the prosecutor for hangin' me dead |
Plus thirty and still movin', I'm closer to live, right? |
Closer to live, right? |
All the trauma from past never taught me to fear heights |
Normal to fly now, can't be stuck in the red lights |
Take flight, the life gon' bloom for the Black Knight |
Keep a piece, no Buddhist, got the whole hood boomin' |
I'm like a Crip how I stewed it, you on your ass, stuck, stupid |
You makin' we look bad, I rock the beat, won't crash |
I had to fill my bag, I had to hide my stash |
You know the cops' lights flash, I had to clear my dash |
I represent my flag, I gave the hood my last |
Every full-grown minute, I had to change my image |
The brain don't got limits, you think a mill' mean winnin' |
Pigs out here skinnin', your soul ain't authentic |
You died and still ain't livin' |