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blake saint david – fleeting sonic youth lyrics

lyrics of “fleeting sonic youth”

[verse 1]
seeing and investigating the truth and i f-cking hate it
i’m playing out so indifferently in my head
you say you love me i don’t believe it
i dreamed with you always leaving
cause everyones leaving me, now i’m left for dead
and this it all turn to suicidal, on the edge of my clock is ticking
i know im too p-ssy for ? recommend
home for the eminem ?, also known as my end
i’m sure you’re getting it
sometimes i see moving traffic i want to hop in it
i hope this ain’t everlasting, i’m trying to tug my ends
after i’m left in me
i just popped up a couple pills, hope i don’t fall asleep
i’m regretting my decision as soon as i leave
i dont think i’m in my market i won’t let my feet
insignificant and pointless of myself i think
at times i wish that i was dead but again maybe, ah
but again maybe, ah

[bridge 1]
things, aaaahhh
i can’t see the truth, i just see what i want
things dont happen my way
it’s always the highway
only the dead is predetermined now

[verse 2]
i don’t know what’s happening but honestly it keeping me afloat
i call my parents they won’t help me when i am at when i’m at alone
n-body help me that’s the case i really think i studied on my own
keeping the buck is leaving me stuck, give me the support where i want
i think i just need love and peace
it seems i can’t have one or the other
like a dead ? in the green leaves i stand out like a weed

[bridge 2]
wuuuhuuuuaaaaaaah
aaaaaahaahaauhhh
aaaaahuuuuuuuhhhh
aaaahaaahaaaahhh
wooowooooowoooo
aaaahaaahooooh
the only thing predetermined in life is death
and that’s a d-mn shame

[verse 3]
what the f-ck’s good
get up on my face (face)
i dont really like that, i don’t really like that
what the f-ck’s good
get up on my face (face)
i don’t really like that, i don’t really like that
? god who walk, yeah
? god who talk, ok
you want to f-ck me but i dont want to talk
i got hundreds in the bank ? lock, eh
? god who walk
? gives me anxiety god who talk
this b-tch is not in love with me, i know they want something more
? been inside of me ?
what the f-ck’s good
get up on my face (face)
i dont really like that, i dont really like that
what the f-ck’s good
get up on my face (face)
i dont really like that, i dont really like (like, like, like)

- blake saint david lyrics

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