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last week
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last week wurde am 8. Mai 2026 von always2anxious als Teil des Albums there is no spoon veröffentlicht
8. Mai 2026
Labelalways2anxious
SpracheEnglish
BPM89
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Songtexte

A2A yeah
Owhh owhh
Aye owhh yeah
*mumbled*
I can't stand to see you move past me
Hold my hands, wish we knew this last we-
So down bad, no fetty lose mad sleep
Aye, aye aye
I can't stand to see you move past me (move past me)
Hold my hands, wish we knew this last week (this last week)
So down bad, no fetty lose mad sleep (no dope!)
Have my doubts, shit gon' work out like athletes (run it up)
I can't stand to deal with life sober (with life sober)
Always tripping, bitch you bipolar (you bipolar)
So much left to do 'til times over (clock's ticking!)
Tired of looking over my shoulders (over my shoulders)
It ain't gin' make an iota of difference (of difference)
Codeine what I'm sipping, not well but I'm still wishing (still wishing)
Man on a mission, got his bitch losing interest (losing interest)
Lots of decisions, struggle at tryna listen (tryna listen)
Comma's I'm getting, run it up - drugs ain't done enough (drugs ain't done enough!)
Often beginnings fucking suck, puffing blunts of Runtz (puffing blunts of Runtz)
Nauseous & spinning, buttercup we gon' fuck or what? (we gon' fuck or what?)
Constantly binging - stomach upset
eat tons of tums (tons of tums)
Tina, change my demeanor, I ain't the same guy (I ain't the same guy)
Eight lines, no patience but anything good gon' take time (good gon' take time)
Face fine, her guy ask I heard that shit through the grape vine (through the grape vine)
Great try, fucked up - my words slur harder than hate crimes (harder than hate crimes)
I can't stand to see you move past me (move past me)
Hold my hands, wish we knew this last week (this last week)
So down bad, no fetty lose mad sleep (no dope!)
Have my doubts, shit gon' work out like athletes (run it up)
I can't stand to deal with life sober (with life sober)
Always tripping, bitch you bipolar (you bipolar)
So much left to do 'til times over (clock's ticking!)
Tired of looking over my shoulders (over my shoulders)
Aye, shit just different now without Neil though (without Neil though)
Sick as fuck of fake sluts, I want a real hoe (I want a real hoe)
Heal slow, shed a few tears for my fallen hero's (fallen hero's)
Gyros, all throughout Greece while I'm spending euros (spending euros)
I can't stand to see you move past me (move past me)
Hold my hands, wish we knew this last week (this last week)
So down bad, no fetty lose mad sleep (no dope!)
Have my doubts, shit gon' work out like athletes (run it up)
I can't stand to deal with life sober (with life sober)
Always tripping, bitch you bipolar (you bipolar)
So much left to do 'til times over (clock's ticking!)
Tired of looking over my shoulders (over my shoulders)
Written by: Christian Brogren
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