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cemetery drive - slowly كلمات الأغنية

[hook: atlas]
i don’t see your sunsets cause we’re in two different time zones
everything moves slowly when you’re waiting for your ride home
i don’t see your sunsets… in two different time zones
everything moves slowly when you’re waiting for your ride home

[verse 1: cloud mac]
‘stay dead boys’ in the blacked out whip
vampire money, and the blood i sip (yeah)
taste the love from my cold dead lips
i’m pulling up in total eclipse (d-mn)
yeah all of my posse is skeletons
committing bad bone embezzlement
it’s captain corpse in the corporation
i feel so malevolent

[verse 2: miles powers]
wine in the bottle turn to vinegar soon
the signs that i follow looking dim in the room
live in a bas-m-nt, sleep in and the days blend
seeping in my mind is the feeling time wasted
let me lift an eyelid, let me finish ideas
i don’t want to be silent, chilling while i’m out here
nothing really i fear, except complacency (yeah)
talking with the demon that placed me in here

[verse 3: chris wright]
what’s the price of lying
yeah yeah yeah, simple piece of mind
they want a little piece of mine
i’ll throw these hands at any time
i keep my bank pin close
got that sh-t hidden need a decoder ring
just to make withdrawals
keep my eggs divided like an ovary
every king die young
y’all don’t get it though, that’s how it’s supposed to be
when that kingdom come
it’s cos’ she choked me out with rosary
on a nice beach chilling
i ain’t got notifs’ on i’m unapproachable
see the sunlight dipping
i wish my heart was never so emotional

[verse 4: thiago]
what’s worse is the ones that would act a friend (f-ck em’)
i am loving how i’m a f-cking god now they turned out to be nothing
need to feel up and proud like who doesn’t?
att-tude: count me out
for the longest time i would always hide don’t call my line
i really didn’t f-ck with anybody (shut up)
i do not f-ck with no locals, oh
they think in the box like sudoku
the numbers they line up is poco
why are you trying to act like i know you
never was social, boy did i try
but when i did it felt like a lie
one of these days i won’t see your sunset
i will be running to the other side, bye

[outro: atlas]
moving slowly through a past life
holding onto false ident-ties
colder than i was last week
folding over stupid tendencies
waiting for my ride home
watching for the dim headlight glow
i don’t have a place to sleep
don’t know how to head right home
slowly through the last nights
mulling over blurry memories
i recall some infinite distress
i remember missing different things
waiting for my ride back
watching for the color of the paint
i don’t need a ride home
i just need a way to hide my face

- cemetery drive

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