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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Murkage Dave
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Murkage Dave
Songwriter
Στίχοι
[Verse 1]
You always ring me when I'm busy
Sittin' in the same clothes that I sleep in
Inbox full of favors requested
Messages way too much for readin'
[Verse 2]
All you did was text me a question
But it's like my fingers are broken
Passive aggressive, friendly pressure
Got me pretendin' that I didn't get 'em
[Verse 3]
I asked you to leave me alone, now I'm lonely
I already told you my phone ain't workin'
I took it to the asian man shop, he couldn't see nothin' wrong
He took a look at me, and he could see I had other shit goin' on
Truth is
[Verse 4]
I been sittin' at my house doin' not' all day, yeah
And if I could tell you why then I'd tell you
I'm gettin' money but the money comes straight back out
I wish I had the guts to gram my bank account
[Verse 5]
But you always ring me when I'm busy
Sittin' in the same clothes that I sleep in
Inbox full of favors requested
Messages way too much for readin'
[Verse 6]
All you did was text me a question
But it's like my fingers are broken
Passive aggressive, friendly pressure
Got me pretendin' that I didn't get 'em
[Verse 7]
Just had a DJ bookin' get cancelled
And now I'm five bills down for the month, understand
Man, I got debt, owe friends, owe the council, still I'm sittin' here
Tryna pay the bill for every man's lunch
[Verse 8]
And I want people to rate me, maybe I don't rate myself
And I got strangers around me, only I can blame myself
It's got me sittin' on the car bomb sofa, listenin' to Stevie Wonder
And I wonder where will they go when I go
[Verse 9]
You always ring me when I'm busy
Sittin' in the same clothes that I sleep in
Inbox full of favors requested
Messages way too much for readin'
[Verse 10]
All you did was text me a question
But it's like my fingers are broken
Passive aggressive, friendly pressure
Got me pretendin' that I didn't get 'em
[Verse 11]
If it can go wrong, it will go wrong
That's why Jo-el gave me the name Calamity Dave
Please stay safe when I'm away, babe, don't run
That's why your knees are always grazed
That's why you fell onto the tracks
All you had to do was get a cab and split it with yes
Written by: Murkage Dave
