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illbert – high noon كلمات اغاني

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[verse]
i, spit it
you croak like a frog say ribbit (die)
in this battle of wits you’re pitted
against an inner voice that’s always livid
got so many sins that can never be forgiven
impossible to pivot away from what’s driven
him insane it’s reflected in the way he’s living
still every day he makes the same d_mn decisions
confined to the prison i designed and built
by now i only think of rhymes and guilt
couldn’t tell you how much time until my mind stands still
and i find the will to climb that hill
to find a fresher perspective i’ve never еlected to stick out my neck in dеfense of myself i’m left unprotected against offenses i project on myself
perfection is what i expect of myself

[chorus]
when i’m speaking i’m begging your pardon
come spend a week in my garden
where i’m trading verses with serpents
i’m certain are hurting me while i can’t harm them
i ended up broken_hearted
why couldn’t i hear an alarm ringing
inside of my skull i’m too full of myself to obliterate bitter guitar hymns
that signal a duel
between this enlightened man and this fool
abandon the rules that they planted in you
look, i sure didn’t learn all my grammar in school
but what do i know?
i’m sputtering and choking on the blood in my throat
and wondering if all my habits stunted my growth
now i’m screaming at my brain to let my mind go
[verse]
two voices, one head
each one seems to want the other dead
too boisterous, too stressed
dueling thoughts like the wild wild west
go take a wild wild guess
when i was a child i was filed as the best
i’ll confess reality is less
than expected, feel rejected even at success
how can i act like this? can’t imagine there’s a lot of facts you miss
just wanna be immaculate so you can’t submit a demand for retraction
matter fact i cannot be called a man of action
going mad, train of thought is nothing but distractions
know a man, judge him by his past sins
blasphemous pats on the back for these acts of compassion

[chorus]
when i’m speaking i’m begging your pardon
come spend a week in my garden
where i’m trading verses with serpents
i’m certain are hurting me while i can’t harm them
i ended up broken_hearted
why couldn’t i hear an alarm ringing
inside of my skull i’m too full of myself to obliterate bitter guitar hymns
that signal a duel
between this enlightened man and this fool
abandon the rules that they planted in you
look, i sure didn’t learn all my grammar in school
but what do i know?
i’m sputtering and choking on the blood in my throat
and wondering if all my habits stunted my growth
now i’m screaming at my brain to let my mind go

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