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PROPHECY
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PROPHECY è stato pubblicato il 7 aprile 2025 da glasshalfempty come parte dell'album OVERFLOW - EP
7 aprile 2025
Etichettaglasshalfempty
LinguaEnglish
BPM70
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

Yo, future self, we ever change?
Do we still play the same old games?
A thousand hours, a thousand days
A thousand times I've made mistakes
Yo, future self, we ever change?
Do we still play the same old games?
A thousand hours, a thousand days
A thousand times I've made mistakes
Future dreams, I got them, 17
Imma be rapper, they goin' be wannabes
Make like a milly or two from a couple beats
Reminisce, take it right back to the booster seats
Long ago, readin' mythology
Maybe it's me in the unseen prophecy
It's goin' topple me, baby just rock with
My name is atlas, I got the world on top of me
Feel like Percy Jackson, imma make a scene
Bring in all the water, they be wannabes
Turn a pen into a sword, they goin' see
That these words I write, they so damaging
But I hope that worlds ahead of me
Ain' goin' be so Sisyphean, I plead
Zeus an opp, but he don't know that future me's name is Hercules
What will my future self be?
Filled with yachts and fancy things?
Filled with girls and joyous means?
Or a world devoid of gleam?
What will my future self be?
Filled with lots of buoyancy?
Stuck in life, destroyed my dreams?
That's the path I'm on to be
Yo, future self, we ever change?
Do we still play the same old games?
A thousand hours, a thousand days
A thousand times I've made mistakes
Yo, future self, we ever change?
Do we still play the same old games?
A thousand hours, a thousand days
A thousand times I've made mistakes
What will my future self be?
Filled with yachts and fancy things?
Filled with girls and joyous means?
Or a world devoid of gleam?
What will my future self be?
Filled with lots of buoyancy?
Stuck in life, destroyed my dreams?
That's the path I'm on to be
(What will my future self be?)
(Filled with yachts and fancy things?)
(Filled with girls and joyous means?)
(Or a world devoid of gleam?)
FUTURE
Written by: Ian Villasin
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