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night sick - sit upon a hill [rough] كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
that’s her voice
can you believe it

[verse 1]
the plot is constantly getting bigger
add ingredients to the pot to make it thicker
but my skull’s a bowl and i’m only getting sicker
tryn hard to fight back but here’s the kicker
its been seven years straight of a winding road
holding my own
i know i got gold
cold
holding my toes
cuz i’m heating the bowl
leaving my soul
and eating soup but i’m already full
and i cough and i wheeze
and i throw up and sneeze
and the chef said look at what you did to me
poisoning
here we go again i cannot go again
but then i go again
and i get caught in the quick quicksand
but this time i found out i’m a b-tch
got ink inside my mind and ink inside my wrist
you’re hogging on my clock so imma treat you like a pig
so i’m eating good got a fork and a knife in my fist

[hook]
and my mind drifts and i like to wander
into different rooms but i can’t help but ponder
why everything that makes me happy makes me somber
and its fall, and i’m sick, why bother

[verse 2]
acting like you’re good like you’re gravy
working on your flavor like somebody save me
but imma act a certain way so you can hate me
id rather be an enemy then let you play me
and i’m running out of ways to get played this was my fate and i’m chasing where the calendar lays and i’m staring at the island and the plate where the captain got slayed and getting dizzy so i enter a daze
for days and you plunder and rape my time turn into days my sake learning how to bake i hate turning to fake but lately, i am earning a say to act on a burden of worthless decay
and you better get better at taking a picture
at this rate ill be pouring a penny i’m turning the pitcher
let loose of fortune burning a billion bottles of f-cking i miss yah
k!lling a kithen hope n0body sip yah
try on enough apr-ns and everybody fit yah

[hook]
and my mind drifts and i like to wander
into different rooms and i can’t help but ponder
why everything that makes me happy makes me somber
and its fall, and i’m sick, why bother

[verse 3]
how am i gonna make it a four-course meal
and how i gonna love you and keep it real
i let my mouth move imma have to deal
with the words that i said its just how i feel
listening to crickets while i’m laying in my bed
snap streak stop our relationship is dead
painful images is always creeping in my head
i learned you better watch out for people who say that they’re your friend
and i f-cked it up
and i f-cked the metaphor
and i can’t undo the knots that tighten up in my core
memories and wishes is always at war
but all of this is happening behind closed doors
all my favorite memories are tainted
and part of me wishes i were literally satan
cuz, then
i could get away with all these schemes that i play with

[outro]
i am so sick
can’t lift my chin
lost and sorry
don’t lie to me

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