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sometimes adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Underground Elemental Records tarafından 4 Ağustos 2024 tarihinde yayınlandısometimes - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi4 Ağustos 2024
FirmaUnderground Elemental Records
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Valence
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tristan Alexander Werning
Tristan Alexander Werning
Songwriter
Adrian Boeckeler
Adrian Boeckeler
Songwriter

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Sometimes it's so easy for me to see it all
Visionary dreaming got the key to all
Locks can't contain the words I got for y'all
In a smoky smog of the ganja that's been rolled
Hot enough to burn it down like August 5th or 4th
Hotbox anonymous we all just lit the torch
Rhymin' on the porch
Movin' forward
Hits the core
Sort it out
I pour it out
My cup runneth over
Told you how it goes and yet the story's still unfolding
In the words of poetry I move mountain boulders
Slower than a tortoise cause the pace ain't important
What really is
The direction of your course is
Shore to shore
Spreadin' hope for all of the poor kids
Tryna face their problems and they're enormous
Gigantic tornadoes swept up in the storm
And then tossed out to sea
Zero options I can see
None are obvious to me
In a coffin six feet deep
Wake up
My eulogy
Tryna find the truth in the movement and who's who to me
My eulogy
Sometimes it's so easy for me to see it all
Visionary dreaming got the key to all
Locks can't contain the words I got for y'all
In a smoky smog of the ganja that's been rolled
Hot enough to burn it down like August 5th or 4th
Hotbox anonymous we all just lit the torch
Rhymin' on the porch
Movin' forward
Hits the core
Sort it out
I pour it out
My cup runneth over
Told you how it goes and yet the story's still unfolding
In the words of poetry I move mountain boulders
Slower than a tortoise cause the pace ain't important
What really is
The direction of your course is
Shore to shore
Spreadin' hope for all of the poor kids
Tryna face their problems and they're enormous
Gigantic tornadoes swept up in the storm
And then tossed out to sea
Zero options I can see
None are obvious to me
In a coffin six feet deep
Wake up
My eulogy
Tryna find the truth in the movement and who's who to me
My eulogy
Written by: Adrian Boeckeler, Tristan Alexander Werning
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