- Dave B. Scrolling 歌詞
- Dave B.
- Woke up underwater dont know how Im gonna
But I gotta do better, today
Someone called me awkward, tried to get the follow
Train of thought has got so crazy, these days
Picking seashells, before I derail
Wiping all the nudes, freed up the email
Avoiding all my dues, we just drinking *******t
Smoking, thinking *******t,
Till my muse hit me, ride me like 'swell'
Till then Im scrollin, scrollin,
Scrollin, scrollin, scrollin
Trapped behind the glass
Scrollin, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin
Go get you some air, say
Scrollin, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin
Trapped behind the glass
Soul is broken, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin
Go get you some air (ay)
Summer blues winter tan, boy I fall quick
When I text you, you ignore me, thats when I call quits
People suck, friends are the worst
How you sharing something I was showing you first?
David in the future and he put it on *******rts
Funky like the downbeat, wicked like a tall tee
Quickie then Im backs off, sleepy like the Macs off
Was in the room but wasnt really ******* with it
Chuckling about nothing
******* I love being fake, I like being rude
Cold ******* thats a hot take, spiced up the mood
Rest in peace your problem, not an issue for me
Let it be the reason we wont kick it ever
Shorties aint the only ones thats hitting on me
Might be riding dolo, keep it hella cloudy (ay)
And Im still scrollin, scrollin,
Scrollin, scrollin, scrollin
Trapped behind the glass
Scrollin, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin
Go get you some air, say
Scrollin, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin
Trapped behind the glass
Soul is broken, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin
Go get you some air (ay )
Although I dont want to I still do
Got to free up space but thats old news, news
And its me, comma, you, comma
These walls till its pitch black
Me, comma, you, comma
Hours we will never get back
Say me, comma, you, comma
These walls till its pitch black
Me, comma, you, comma
Hours we will never get back
Remember when I found out everything wasnt feasible
At that moment I knew that depression wasnt just seasonal
Everything is everything but all that *******t aint reasonable
Had to sing my blues out, figaro figaro
******* thought he was cool, but you really still nigaro
And know that I had found me way before I had needed you
Sippin on that serum, binging the Black Mirror
Fixed with the info, what is we here for?
If we aint making nothin, we probably on bull*******t
And it aint just the locals on some 'wanna be cool' *******t
So I, hit corner, smokin them sticks till I
Free up the mental, thats not what she into
Andalthough I dont want to I still do (say)
Got to free up space, but thats old news, news
So Im scrollin, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin
Trapped behind the glass
Soul is broken, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin (yeah)
Scrollin, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin
Trapped behind the glass
Soul is broken, scrollin, scrollin, scrollin
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