Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Salina, artist - Triple One. Album song Panic Force, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Triple One
Song language: English
Salina |
A diamond shines in a fable, so someone tell me I’m done |
In the time that I take it, oh I’ll be up my plan done |
And it’s not what it seems, all the things that they see |
Will be my biggest regret, pull my heart from my chest |
Imma run you know that I ain’t gonna come back |
Shadow creeping closer ready for the impact |
All I need right now’s a little bit of contact |
Skin on skin, a better feeling, roll my eyes back |
I hope your ready for a rewind |
Hung up, no luck, I’ve been holding in pain |
Just know I’m heading for the sea line |
Fall back, relax, sipping tea in the rain |
Satan’s at my doorstep, welcome or ignore it |
Leave it for the morning, crying for a calling |
Hold it over the night, won’t you throw me a line |
Ready for the call back, hold me when I fall back in |
Angel on my desktop, halo in my chest lock |
Pleasure in the burden, got me when I’m hurting |
Hold it over the night, won’t you throw me a line |
Ready for call back, hold me when I fall back in |
I’m feeling kerosene, madness just hold my energy |
Fuck your manners, we happen to the be the center piece |
Centerfold, still got a stain on my jacket |
And if she wanna stay real, then I’m hoping she happy |
I’m off my face now, thinking that I change now |
But I ain’t know myself in a minute, is when I break down |
Lying to myself in the mirror, just play the background |
Looking like a ghost in the picture, and then I fade out |
Why she calling me, she doesn’t know my name |
Or know my deal, get off my face |
Or pop some pills, you can’t erase |
What you can’t kill, see me cuddling these sirens |
When I should be in bed tryna suffocate the silence, I’m |
Satan’s at my doorstep, welcome or ignore it |
Leave it for the morning, crying for a calling |
Hold it over the night, won’t you throw me a line |
Ready for the call back, hold me when I fall back in |
Angel on my desktop, halo in my chest lock |
Pleasure in the burden, got me when I’m hurting |
Hold it over the night, won’t you throw me a line |
Ready for call back, hold me when I fall back in |
At least I tried, at least I try to address these shadows |
I get it done with a scribble, there ain’t no straight and narrow |
And fundamentally the truth is we ruthless |
Juggle my heart and I do it for their amusement |
I built it up the best I could but it ain’t fortified |
Why do they wear it like a noose? |
I’m talkin' suit and ties |
You’re precious, but it ain’t working so I fall back |
Trapped on Pleasure Island tryna kick it like a ball bag |
And I won’t, what I can’t have any reason to cry |
So that’s that, it’s a rap, we’ll let the people decide |
I felt the rain before it started |
Now we mow the memories of sitting in your garden |
Now I mow the what, getting buck while I pop top |
Angel on my shoulder with the devil playing hop-scotch |
Feel my heart hinging off my ribs, going knock knock |
Get that Mussolini out my beanie, it go what what |
Satan’s at my doorstep, welcome or ignore it |
Leave it for the morning, crying for a calling |
Hold it over the night, won’t you throw me a line |
Ready for the call back, hold me when I fall back in |
Angel on my desktop, halo in my chest lock |
Pleasure in the burden, got me when I’m hurting |
Hold it over the night, won’t you throw me a line |
Ready for call back, hold me when I fall back in |