Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song creature, artist - guardin. Album song creature pt. 1, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 19.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Photo Finish
Song language: English
creature |
| It’s three o’clock, times running out |
| I rather sleep in than write all about |
| How I’m depressed, how to get out |
| 'Cause I don’t know shit I said, «Fuck it,» and made it work out |
| I’m a mess (Mess), I guess (I guess) |
| But for some reason they stay impressed |
| I’m a pess- (Pess-) imist (Imist) |
| Optimism is something I miss |
| I kinda knew I’d be here all alone |
| But I never thought I’d do this shit and do it on my own (Do it on my own) |
| Start writing, stop checkin' on your phone |
| My mind races at some paces that are currently unknown (Currently unknown) |
| I’m not stoned, well maybe just a bit |
| Hard to write a song if you don’t take another hit |
| Cancel all your plans today, you’re 'bout to write a hit |
| Probably fucking not, but you won’t know unless you sit |
| Does the energy around you ever get (Around you ever get) |
| Inside your cerebellum, tell me everything is shit (Tell me everything is shit) |
| Sleep away the day again and call it fucking quits (And call it fucking quits) |
| An easel to present a thought about the way I live (Thought about the way I |
| live) |
| 2017 was the year that I thought I’d kick (Year that I thought I’d kick) |
| The bucket underneath my feet and slide into the pit (Feet and slide into the |
| pit) |
| Reach into the sky and said, «The clouds are looking lit» (Said, «The clouds are looking lit») |
| But angels never die so I’ma respawn real quick, yeah (Respawn real quick) |
| Did this kid really name his album after his cat? |
| (After his cat) |
| Does he smoke a lot and how’s his mom feel 'bout that? |
| (Mom feel 'bout that) |
| Dude, please check my music out, my shit really slaps (Shit really slaps) |
| Fuck you, dickhead, why won’t you DM me back? |
| (DM me back) |
| Y’all really wanna work with me, well how about that? |
| (How about that?) |
| These lines are real DM’s that I’ll never hit back (I'll never hit back) |
| I don’t sell features so don’t ask about that (Don't ask about that) |
| God, please don’t hit me with another group chat |
| It’s three o’clock, times running out |
| I rather sleep in than write all about |
| How I’m depressed, how to get out |
| 'Cause I don’t know shit I said, «Fuck it,» and made it work out |
| I’m a mess (Mess), I guess (I guess) |
| But for some reason they stay impressed |
| I’m a pess- (Pess-) imist (Imist) |
| Optimism is something I miss |
| I kinda knew I’d be here all alone |
| But I never thought I’d do this shit and do it on my own (Do it on my own) |
| Start writing, stop checkin' on your phone |
| My mind races at some paces that are currently unknown (Currently unknown) |