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p4rkr


It must be nice to have so much attention
Without my music
bet I wouldn't get a mention
Not a peep or a sound, not a pen drop around
Like I'm livin'
in a silent dimension

It must be nice to have some friends in person
Goin' over to someone's house would be worth it
Do what's best for my life
and I'll do best for yours
But not everyone
agrees with my certains

It must be nice to have parents that love you
When you come home from school
they always hug you
Yes, there's sticks and there's stones
and they're breaking my bones
But every now and then
I need a hug too

It must be nice to have such a good friend group
Drama happens, but you have them to notice you
You can laugh, you can cry
you can ask, you can pry
But unfortunately, I don't get those to do

It must be nice to link with your online friends
I know with them
that the fun could never end
Yes there's hate, yes there's arguments
But you'll get over it
Well, not always, it depends

It must be nice to have something to live for
If I had that, then I'd probably live more
I don't care if it's small
if it's right, if it's wrong
I just want something to live and strive for

It must be nice to have someone who loves you
Who would kiss, who would fuck
who would hug you
Who would jump, who would laugh
all the human contact
All the texts saying "Good night, I love you"

It must be nice to have such a good fanbase
Releasing music at consistent, but slow rates
You don't even do much
you just rub, you just touch
But you're treated like a God
in your own state

It must be nice to have stable connections
Something that won't effect your affections
Talking life, talking school
talking music and cool shit
But sometimes it comes with deceptions

It must be nice to not be used so often
I'm just dug up
and used like a coffin
When they're done, then they fade
Is it karma? It may be
But it makes it worse when I stop them

It must be nice to have friends who make music
Friends who take pride for it, don't abuse it
Everyone, they just sing just to hear themselves sing
But for me, this shit is therapeutic

It must be nice to not be left out all the time
Trapped in transparent boxes just like a mime
You can talk, you can yell
but they def will not tell
If you're speaking to them
in their own minds

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