Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song PAPRIKA, artist - Stoneman
Date of issue: 04.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
PAPRIKA |
Walkin', now I’m marchin' with a limp, Kaiba, keep up |
I can’t even kick it with 'em, sick, Kaiba, keep up |
Through my pockets, for the fix, I need tricks, uh |
In my ear about a Switch, I need sticks, uh |
Walkin', now I’m marchin' with a limp, Kaiba, keep up |
I can’t even kick it with 'em, sick, Kaiba, keep up |
Through my pockets, for the fix, I need tricks, uh |
In my ear about a Switch, I need sticks, uh |
Walkin', now I’m marchin' with a limp, Kaiba, keep up |
I can’t even kick it with 'em, sick, Kaiba, keep up |
Through my pockets, for the fix, I need tricks, uh |
In my ear about a Switch, I need sticks, uh |
Fuck what they talkin', we like ghosts in a ghost town |
Swerve to the lake, when we crash, we gon' both drown |
Drugged like a rat in a maze, find a way, now |
Hurts when I wake, but it helps when I’m there, now |
Offa' porch, stupid horse, know ya' TALKIN2ME |
On a train, wagin' war with a walkie talkie |
Bonnie break, stay the same, she been waitin' for me |
Supa stakes, cards are fake, fuck a poker table |
What’s a time zone? |
Drivin' with my eyes closed |
Livin' rhinestone, fuckin' up a backbone |
When the time come, walkin' to a blue sky |
‘Fetti stardust, shakin' ‘round the shrine lines |
Walkin', now I’m marchin' with a limp, Kaiba, keep up |
I can’t even kick it with 'em, sick, Kaiba, keep up |
Through my pockets, for the fix, I need tricks, uh |
In my ear about a Switch, I need sticks, uh |
Walkin', now I’m marchin' with a limp, Kaiba, keep up |
I can’t even kick it with 'em, sick, Kaiba, keep up |
Through my pockets, for the fix, I need tricks, uh |
In my ear about a Switch, I need sticks, uh |
So far, but it glistens there |
It’s just like the dream you’ve made |
Little drummer in a big parade |
It will eat you whole and bare |
Paprika, glitch hurts my head, stop trying to get out |
Pop rocks on tongue, popstar’s dead, so sweet of you to bow |
Thought you’d be a superstar, diva, march in the parade |
Lust for sweet gold, tastes so cold when you strip the warms away |
Split girl monarch, nothing’s real, no hands inside my face |
Get online and live your lie, passwords too weak to save |
Steal your shit, you did it wrong, be happy with your name |
Made of you, you’re made of me, we’re built to be unchanged |
Walkin', now I’m marchin' with a limp, Kaiba, keep up |
I can’t even kick it with 'em, sick, Kaiba, keep up |
Through my pockets, for the fix, I need tricks, uh |
In my ear about a Switch, I need sticks, uh |
Walkin', now I’m marchin' with a limp, Kaiba, keep up |
I can’t even kick it with 'em, sick, Kaiba, keep up |
Through my pockets, for the fix, I need tricks, uh |
In my ear about a Switch, I need sticks, uh |
Split girl monarch, nothing’s real, no hands inside my face |
Get online and live your lie, passwords too weak to save |
Steal your shit, you did it wrong, be happy with your name |
Made of you, you’re made of me, we’re built to be unchanged |
[Outro: sicko} |
Split girl monarch, nothing’s real, no hands inside my face |
Get online and live your lie, passwords too weak to save |
Steal your shit, you did it wrong, be happy with your name |
Made of you, you’re made of me, we’re built to be unchanged |