Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Glory Daze, artist - Malaki.
Date of issue: 04.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Glory Daze |
Twiddling his finger ring |
Fidgeting, a rigid king |
Dethroned through the ketamine |
But it’s cold you should let him in |
Sniff through a metal stick |
Sins stick to the melanin |
Lips stick, think I’m feeling it |
Well bless you start concealing it |
Eyes on the ceiling |
Serotonin is depleting |
«Man, pick up your phone |
Sarah told me you’re leaving?» |
But the parties just began |
A fan of a few cans |
Departing from my hand to the girl for a sip |
Get a grip |
As she slips upon the thigh |
I’m just tryna keep my high or my wits |
As they slip like the vodka down my throat |
Trauma I control with a blow of a smoke |
Toke, re-invoke what she speaks |
Mind’s spinning like the back of a wheel spoke |
Wait a minute I don’t recognise that bloke |
Sunsets |
In debt |
Rum gets |
A little sicky in your tummy |
Check your texts |
Another message from your mummy |
Back to reality |
Lacking such profanity |
From barking up your apple tree |
Forgetting about your family |
Don’t forget about your family |
'Cause I did |
The gaff of the rising sun was an animal in the midst |
Fallible I admit |
Take the piss |
Rid shit |
Man this kid shit |
But let it linger |
'Cause it always seemed to start while he’s twiddling his finger |
I don’t need ya |
Until you’re gonna be in the arms of somebody else |
White amnesia |
As summer sets I wish I could be somebody else |
I don’t need ya |
Until you’re gonna be in the arms of somebody else |
White amnesia |
As summer sets I wish I could be somebody else |
I don’t need ya |
Until you’re gonna be in the arms of somebody else |
White amnesia |
As summer sets I wish I could be somebody else |
I don’t need ya |
Until you’re gonna be in the arms of somebody else |
White amnesia |
As summer sets I wish I could be somebody else |
I’ve been living two separate lives lately |
It’s tearing me apart |
On one side it’s my family |
The other side the art |
Both are born from inside |
Deepest caverns of my heart |
But can they co-exist |
Or maybe is this just the start of all the fucking up |
I’m done with all the drugs and all the cooking up |
The plans for sessions, parties, said I’d buckle up |
I have to settle down |
But I can’t shake the animalistic part of my soul |
Maybe I’m losing all control |
'Cause baby all my life |
I was pining for them long nights |
But was I right |
'Cause now I’m forced to make those wrongs right |
While I light my last smoke |
Maybe you could tell me stories of our last fight |
It’s glory under lamp light |
It’s 6 o clock in the morning |
And I’m not feeling so certain |
The sun is scraping the curtains |
Tell Robbie just pull the hertz up |
I can’t put my hurt in my verses |
Why do I feel like a burden? |
Can’t shake the fear |
So uncertain until Thursday |
But all my life I was pining for them wild nights |
We burned so bright |
We never even needed moonlight |
Our bond so tight |
Back to back we scrapped in street fights |
604 east van we lived the fast life |
We were meant to cross paths regardless |
I’ll Ink your name all over my whole skin 'til I’m departed |
I’ll paint your face in every piece of art until I’m artless |
I love you girl with all my fuckin' heart until Im heartless |
I don’t need ya |
Until you’re gonna be in the arms of somebody else |
White amnesia |
As summer sets I wish I could be somebody else |
I don’t need ya |
Until you’re gonna be in the arms of somebody else |
White amnesia |
As summer sets I wish I could be somebody else |