Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rennis Road, artist - Monster Florence. Album song The Groove, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.03.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Project Melody
Song language: English
Rennis Road |
Said we’re running out of time |
Countin' down |
Tick-tock tick-tock |
Countin' down |
Countin' down |
Tick-tock tick-tock |
I ain’t got no time left |
I ain’t read the signs |
I’ve been flying by them at 100 miles, stress |
I ain’t got no mind left |
Which way do I go? |
Right/left |
My life |
My death |
I love all my vices so much |
They love me back |
And ain’t it funny that I always want her back 'til she’s coming back |
I wonder when she’s coming back (coming back) |
She’d rather that she was out of mind than was out of mine |
Out of sight, out of mind, baby, I’m flying |
To somewhere greener to where we’re eager to rebuild like Mayans |
Don’t blame yourself for the end of the world, baby, it’s just science |
You’re tempting me though |
All I should have said was «no» |
Sorry baby, but no one’s home |
But 'round and 'round we go |
'Round and 'round we go |
Trying to grab a hold of these vices, but they just be grabbing hold of me, |
grabbing hold of me |
Told the baby rack another line, but you know this shit ain’t never come for |
for free, ever come for free |
That’s a nought-point-five darling, so you got nought-point-five seconds to get |
undressed and show me what you mean when you said you was a freak |
If you’re going to waste my time darling, then I’m running |
On coke and sex, these hoes are showing breasts in hopes of going home to press |
These lonely so and so’s are so depressed and won’t be left with nothing, |
it only gets them running |
They want to get to sniffing |
So, get to fucking |
So, get to ringing my phone and I press the button 'Ello |
Should have left it alone |
They’re tempting me though |
All I should’ve said was no |
Sorry baby but no one’s home |
But Round n round we go |
She‘d rather she was out her mind |
Than was out of mine |
Out of sight out of mind baby I’m flying |
To somewhere greener |
Where we’re eager to rebuild like Mayans |
Don’t blame yourself for the end of the world baby it’s just science |
I could’ve predicted our final scene if we weren’t missing the signs |
Illegally blinded by highness your highness fly me out |
Trippy |
Princess and pickney |
Drug dose and a bottle of whiskey |
Makes us this bobby and Whitney |
Double but minus the priors |
You always said you’d be famous and never was your true self |
And you love playing the victim baby sing out all you felt |
Every hit, hit you well |
Lift me up when I’m down |
Drag me down when I think I’ve climbed myself out of this well |
World War Z mademoiselle |
It’s just me plus you girl |
In a race again, time |
Doing times with blood in our cells |
I know you wish us more hell |
But see I wish us good health |
Good or bad it weren’t intentional couldn’t you tell |
These drugs and these girls and these drugs |
Been stuck on this road this road for so long |
These drugs and these girls these girls and these drugs |
These 10 green bottles |
Sitting on the wall |
Tell me |
If one of em falls |
How you gonna pick it up not get cut tell me how you gonna end this sorrow |
When you’re stuck on this street of sins |
Is this a race that we can win? |
Swim, swim, swim my brother sink or swim |