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Same Shit Different Day
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Hip-Hop
Same Shit Different Day è stato pubblicato il 23 luglio 2009 da YEARS GONE BY come parte dell'album Taste Test - EP
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Data di uscita23 luglio 2009
EtichettaYEARS GONE BY
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM89

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Home Brew
Home Brew
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Scott
Thomas Scott
Songwriter
Harry Huavi
Harry Huavi
Songwriter

Testi

[Verse 1]
I'm hiding from your anger
Is a sign?
I'm hiding from your anger
Is a sign?
[Verse 2]
Sick of that emo shit right
(I'm sick of that emo shit)
It's pretty much the same shit, different day, you know?
Check it out
[Verse 3]
I'm sick of living in my crazy head
And fighting with the misses over something bullshit
Like who made the bed
I'm sick of writing about the pain and dread
I'm sick of dwelling on the day I'm dead
I'm living for today instead
There ain't no reason for chopping my throat
Jumping a cliff, or knottin' a rope, it's just life
And I'm sick of being down in the docks, rocking a boat
I'm thinking 'bout what I got and not what I don't
'Cause I could make it, living great
Waste it hitting hay, blazin' it away
Or change it with my brain
Basically if I stay patient, it's okay
Take it with the grain, same shit, different day
Hatred ricochets, words bounce off me
I ain't letting nothin' in this whole town stop me
Write my thoughts and save the moment
Because life's too short just to waste it moanin'
And yeah, sometimes it's hard, but I'm not going mad
And yeah, sometimes I cry, but not cause I'm sad
I'm just grateful for life and options I had
And this talent that I got from my dad, you know?
See, I get the buzz that you get from poppin' a tab
From these words that I jot on the pad
And although I spend a lot my spare time locked in a lab
It ain't like hip-hop's all I have, not uh
[Verse 4]
I got love, and life, and trust, and truth
I got friends, and fam, and barbecued food
I got time, a mind, a room, a roof
I got bros that I know that I can talk to
I got me, myself, my health, my crew
I got now, and hope for everything new
I got a life that ain't even half way through
I'm almost there like school kids at half-past two
[Verse 5]
It's like fate is maybe, like someday close
I can't turn back now, like one way roads
I'm feeling grateful for life and my mundane bros
And my mum that makes the baddest Sunday roast
I got a girl that's always there to make it better
And I'm just hoping like I'm Al Green
And maybe we could stay together
I say forever, she's like, let's say whenever
I'm like, K, I'm just grateful for the day I met her
She ain't no racing rat chasing cheddar
She likes it better when I pay attention instead of pay a tenner
That's why I feel like I'm made of leather
And I don't need the drugs anymore
Now E ain't my favorite letter
I could've been just a fucked up fiend, but I'm sweet
And I knows that our love ain't green
And the world is just a plane ticket away
Take it with the grain, same shit, different day
Written by: Harry Huavi, Thomas Scott
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