Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 365, artist - Remi. Album song Divas and Demons, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: House of Beige
Song language: English
365 |
| We are gonna get to the sunshine, we are |
| We are gonna get to the sunshine, we are |
| I just woke up somewhere on the north side |
| On a couch I don’t recognise, man, I really wish I had foresight |
| I had so many glasses last night, I’ve still got four eyes |
| And it’s like the fourth time in half a fortnight |
| I really need to sort my shit out |
| Thoughts I’m suppressing of hurt are suppressing my work |
| Yep, depression’s the worst |
| Need to focus on what’s at stake, should be fearful |
| If I don’t nail this music shit then my career’s through |
| I’m back selling jeans, parents giving me earfuls |
| «Get a real job like all of your peers do |
| They’re probably watching you fail through the rear-view |
| Of their B-M-Dub, wearing a cashmere suit |
| We know you don’t really give a fuck what other kids do |
| But you’re a man now and those other kids grew, you didn’t» |
| (Thanks, Mum) Finish my monologue |
| Go downstairs, hit the loo for after grog and bog |
| Raid the fridge, Rekorderlig is my hair of the dog |
| Then hit the streets, see my brother Tom Scott |
| And it’s all love |
| We are gonna get to the sunshine, we are |
| (Rem! What the fuck are you doin'?) |
| We are gonna get to the sunshine, we are |
| (You know the sunshine never comes soon enough |
| Then we don’t have to) |
| I bought this shit, knowing damn well I can’t afford the shit |
| Snorted all of it and ordered more of it |
| I’m poor as shit now, I’m talking shit now |
| How I’m gonna sort this shit out |
| One of these days, like I’m on some Mormon shit |
| But when you always on tour and shit |
| All that shit doesn’t really stick, you can always get more of it |
| Before you even thought of it, somebody’s sorted it out now |
| And pouring it out and it’s pure as shit |
| Shit was lit 'til the sun hit the morning with the light |
| Like a vampire and now I’m falling with the moon |
| Feeling like a huge, living piece of walking shit |
| Even blew the twenty that I was using to snort the shit |
| What’s the point? |
| What’s it for? |
| What’s it all about? |
| Is there nothing more to this life but a walk to the grave? |
| Another day, nothing changed |
| But the store selling coffee on my street |
| Where the pub was before |
| I was walking past there, heading for the court to |
| Chuck a ball in the hoop, just for the sport |
| Stuck up in the skin I wore from the night before |
| Pawned all of my endorphins for pure euphoria |
| And reality just kicked in |
| Feeling like the piece of shit that I just slipped in |
| But just in time, heard somebody called, «Bruv!» |
| Looked up, what the fuck? |
| Sure enough, it’s all love |
| We are gonna get to the sunshine, we are |
| We are gonna get to the sunshine, we are |