Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Oh No!!!, artist - grandson. Album song a modern tragedy vol. 3, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 12.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Elektra
Song language: English
Oh No!!! |
| There's smoke in the sky again |
| So I'm getting high again |
| Take another hit to the diaphragm |
| I never drew the diagram |
| How to deal with this shit |
| So I steal and lie again, whoa |
| You're my dream, you're my nightmare |
| Life is a bitch, she don't fight fair |
| Leave you right there |
| I was hoping that you'd notice my despair |
| Run away from the pain, I don't care, 'cause |
| First they incite the violence |
| Turn around and then they invite the silence |
| Burn it down and I think I need some guidance |
| The kids don't stand a chance |
| No, the kids don't stand a chance |
| Old man trouble back again |
| Fucking up my plans, like |
| Oh no! |
| Oh no! |
| I'm back to the black again |
| Getting fucked up again |
| Oh no! |
| Oh no! |
| Old man trouble back again |
| Thought I had the upper hand |
| Oh no! |
| Oh no! |
| I'm back to the black again |
| Getting fucked up again |
| Oh no! |
| Oh no! |
| This cycle is repetitive |
| Sex, rock 'n' roll, sedatives |
| Degenerates, need medicine |
| Spend money for the hell of it |
| I don't give a fuck what they selling |
| Like I'm celibate, no |
| And I know I'm a piece of shit |
| Shoulda learned by now, peace |
| Need it quick, or a piece of it |
| In school they ain't teaching it |
| Each of us tryna find release |
| But it seems a bit slow |
| First they incite the violence |
| Turn around and then they invite the silence |
| Burn it down and I think I need some guidance |
| The kids don't stand a chance |
| No, the kids don't stand a chance |
| Old man trouble back again |
| Fucking up my plans, like |
| Oh no! |
| Oh no! |
| I'm back to the black again |
| Getting fucked up again |
| Oh no! |
| Oh no! |
| Old man trouble back again |
| Thought I had the upper hand |
| Oh no! |
| Oh no! |
| I'm back to the black again |
| Getting fucked up again |
| Oh no! |
| Oh no! |
| Though I drink, smoke |
| Whatever you selling, I'm a sick joke |
| My president's a felon, and I can't cope |
| I'm in love with the pain |
| So I stick, poke with my kinfolk |
| Gimme drink, smoke |
| Whatever you selling, I'm a sick joke |
| My president's a felon, and I can't cope |
| I'm in love with the pain |
| We taking on the system 'cause it broke, woo |
| (Oh no!) |
| Old man trouble back again |
| Fucking up my plans, like |
| Oh no! |
| Oh no! |
| I'm back to the black again |
| Getting fucked up again |
| Oh no! |
| Oh no! |
| Old man trouble back again |
| Thought I had the upper hand |
| Oh no! |
| Oh no! |
| I'm back to the black again |
| Getting fucked up again |
| Oh no! |
| Oh no! |