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Sunk
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Sunk est sorti le 17 avril 2020 par Independent dans le cadre de l'album BIRDCAGE
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Date de sortie17 avril 2020
LabelIndependent
LanguageEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM125

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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Rivilin
Rivilin
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Connor Woodland
Connor Woodland
Paroles/Composition

Paroles

23, Feeling so hazy
Haven't been sober in about four months, been fine
Smoking just fat blunts, fucked up with some rum
I'm just a sad piece of shit, but at least I can admit it
The spirit again in decisions inside of my head
Tryna make sense why you told me you need to leave again
Climbing on the sides of walls with just prescriptions
Medicated, losing balance
These drugs make me feel like I'm a living god
No, just a manic state, oh
Falling down again, oh
You don't wanna know me, you should run away
I don't feel girls, but all they do is leave, fuck with me
I don't need this any more than you need me
Take a few pills, drown in the back
You should come here and sink into hell with me
What's this? Yeah, bounce on the track
I just feel great, man, losing all my sense of hope again
Why you gotta do that?
You're saying all these things, but you don't really fuck with me
You don't love me like that
I'm tryna burn everything you know about me
Why you gotta do that?
You're saying all these things, but you don't really fuck with me
You don't love me like that
I'm tryna burn everything you know about me
Try to get up on my own feet
But your hands around my ankles, dragging me through the floor
Maybe this is something I can handle
Dismantle my body all again in front of them
You don't have to show them the proof
You make me feel like I've been used
Deception tactics, you make me manic
Fucking panics, automatics
Just bad habits when I'm thinking about you
Hit the ground again, watch you in the distance
Looking out in the room, you know I'm not gonna lose to you
Watch the vultures come and pick up all my flesh
You have possessed my fucking body
Can't express my fucking thoughts because of you
Everything is cloudy, losing to the distance
I'll just stay high inside of my head
I'll be fine, I'll be fine
I'll take a few pills, drown in the back
You should come here and sink into hell with me
What's this? Yeah, bounce on the track
I just feel great, man, losing all my sense of hope again
Why you gotta do that?
You're saying all these things, but you don't really fuck with me
You don't love me like that
I'm tryna burn everything you know about me
Why you gotta do that?
You're saying all these things, but you don't really fuck with me
You don't love me like that
I'm tryna burn everything you know about me
Written by: Connor Woodland
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