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dabbla - same lyrics

since a young lad i’ve had it in the bag
even when the only pad i had was a mousepad
all i’m tryna do is do my music in a lab
same number, same hood, not bad
still i got the same things banging in my head
i’m just tryna put b+tter on my bread
if you said what you did and you really did what you said
then we should probably leave the dead to the dead

ye, twisting it up but i’m not spun yet
been awake for the last couple of sunsets
i bathed in the success of the sh+t that i haven’t done yet
stick your f+cking hands in the air as if it’s a gun threat
life ain’t meant to be lived in one place boy
my movements are wiping the look off the dumb face boy
superluminal, truly undisputable
its beautiful to see him struggle saying something suitable
so tell me how’s it really feel?
if it doesn’t hurt it isn’t real
what on earth was i on about? oh yeah
thought that we were solid, there was nothing even there
i wonder if the aliens will come and if they care
that’s if they exist or give a sh+t that we was even here like rah
the cosmos has abandoned us
we don’t know who we are
aren’t we here to blow the planet back into a star?
and that’s the signs of the times
the next generation will speak in memes and vines
yeah its the 5d version in the flesh
six elbows and four armrests, yeah (shh)
silent was the anagram
smoking fallen angel in a coffeeshop in amsterdam
d+mn i love the way my brain starts spazzing
off the tail end of a wave you couldn’t imagine now
smell the plates, see how they salivated
i’m a man of patience your agents have all evacuated
representing the underground and the underrated
we dont give a f+ck if you’re verified or you’re validated
i know you hate it, it’s written all in your smiles
as these bodies pile, f+ck ’em though we been plodding for miles
me and my family came to smash up the british isles
like some juveniles, heard of us you should turn up the dials now
since a young lad i’ve had it in the bag
even when the only pad i had was a mousepad
all i’m tryna do is do my music in a lab
same number, same hood, not bad
still i got the same things banging in my head
i’m just tryna put b+tter on my bread
if you said what you did and you really did what you said
then we should probably leave the dead to the dead
go ahead and leave the dead to the dead
go ahead and leave the dead to the dead
if you said what you did and you really did what you said
then we should probably leave the dead to the dead

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