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Мова пісні: Англійська
Intoxicated |
| I turned your heart cold |
| I’m smoking more weed |
| You popping narcos, hiding my car keys |
| In the middle of the night I riddle back and forth |
| Playing in my mental watching you sleep |
| Praying for sentimental moments again |
| When we were more than just friends |
| I used to play in your hair |
| You used to moisture my skin |
| We was connected like the cable box |
| But the channel changed and now the only thing I watch- |
| Is my window pane |
| Rain thumping, brain, veins cluttered with thoughts |
| Got me feeling with extra thumps in my heart |
| Stuck in the dark |
| I left about 100 voicemails on your cell |
| Waiting for my message bubble to deliver |
| You got me blocked like the dam in the Colorado river |
| I’m drowning in my sorrow and the puddle’s getting bigger |
| You used to be my bitch |
| I used to be your nigga |
| But sometimes life could force and beg us to differ |
| You the only one I wanna talk to when I’m drunk |
| I got so much shit to say, I hope I don’t fuck up |
| Cause I’m fucked up |
| I’m fucked up |
| I’m fucked up |
| I’m fucked up |
| You the only one I wanna talk to when I’m drunk |
| I got so much shit to say, I hope I don’t fuck up |
| Cause I’m fucked up |
| I’m fucked up |
| I’m fucked up |
| I’m fucked up |
| Uh, lately I been feeling apologetic |
| I’m sending you this letter, I hope you get the message |
| I’m sorry I was immature and selfish |
| I was stuck in my pride without the awareness that you was feeling helpless |
| Enjoyed the feeling of freedom and fucking bad bitches |
| I was ignoring my heart and I used to clash with it |
| I felt the disconnection |
| The kind of conversation where we texting |
| At night I tried to sleep but end up restless |
| I made mistakes but I’m human, all the statistics prove it |
| 20% of my brain that I’m using got me stupid |
| The other 80% is lost somewhere in the music |
| And that shit is 100% confusing |
| I was just fucking them girls, I was gon' get right back |
| My conscious telling me «Dawg, why you do some shit like that?» |
| They say you don’t know what you have until you lost it |
| And the quickest way to lose it is by thinking that you got it |
| Story of my life |
| You the only one I wanna talk to when I’m drunk |
| I got so much shit to say, I hope I don’t fuck up |
| Cause I’m fucked up |
| I’m fucked up |
| I’m fucked up |
| I’m fucked up |
| You the only one I wanna talk to when I’m drunk |
| I got so much shit to say, I hope I don’t fuck up |
| Cause I’m fucked up |
| I’m fucked up |
| I’m fucked up |
| I’m fucked up |
| So much shit to say (So much) |
| So much shit to say (Ho) |
| So much shit to say (Na, na, na, na, na) |
| So much shit to say |
| So much shit to say |
| So much shit to say |
| So much shit to say |
| So much shit to say |
| So much shit to say |
| So much shit to say |
| So much shit to say |
| So much shit to say |