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copium wurde am 26. November 2025 von BAD TASTE IN MY MOUTH als Teil des Albums AMM - Single veröffentlicht
26. November 2025
LabelBAD TASTE IN MY MOUTH
SpracheEnglish
BPM117
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Songtexte

The theme of the week is afraid of my weakness
Wisdom teething but I'm still a dumbass
Locked myself dumped the key in the ocean
Trying anything to get this shit open
I'm wiping my nose fore I pick out a smile
Might try this one on fore I stretch it a mile
My skeletons piled but they been there a while
Known them since a child they sung me to sleep
Sung me a song they soothing my sores
Then slithering back up my spine till the morgue
It's parasites eating me up smorgasbord
Only way that I dissect hit record
Tryna make peace with myself like accords
Heartbeat is these drums and my soul is the chords
Directing my vision to you Francis Ford
Copping mechanisms when I get bored
No allowance waking up is a chore
I'm balancing writing the script and the score
Feel it in my core gotta write a lil more
But Ms. April at the steps banging the door
Put on my headphones and ignore
Maybe she'll go away hearing me snore
Maybe some empathy weep on the floor
Is this enough or do you need more
Cleaning it up, spill it again
Cleaning it up, spill it again
Cleaning it up, chance it again
Bitch
The kid on my shoulder he
Telling me things that I shouldn't believe
But he helping to hold up my boulder so
I guess while he staying I'll read him my pages
And maybe take tips on my choreo
Now he instigating, lower my rating
Giving me drama like Maury show
Shit getting bizarre like Morioh
She go down on my pipe like Mario
Nah I'm lying but I do need the cardio
Cause ever since a lil jit I been bigger so
No wonder they think I'm responsible
Just don't ever hold me accountable
The kid on my shoulder got influence
My ex said I'm far too unstable
Might've been the first time she was right
Hand me a candle, a joint, and a light
Pen and paper I can get this shit right
Turn off the fan so the background get quiet
All I need is a DAW and a mic
Gimmie space know my conscience get tight
Come closer I need you through the night
Ms. March is the girl of my dreams
Hold her calm hands pull me in flight
Tell her how I feel
What's the fucking deal
She gone get me killed, bitch she might
But that's fine
Cause all I need is time
Written by: Sean Williamson
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