mateo baskaran – comfort food lyrics
[intro]
i got a bad feeling about this
final round. fight!
[chorus]
ain’t about the comfort, i got agents undercover
all of them armed with katanas protecting me and my brothers
try to blow my brains out, i’ll survive it like malala
i can’t get my suit dirty, gotta look good for your mother
it goes like (what! what! what!)
said it goes like (what! what! what!)
cold+blooded (what! what! what!)
i don’t stutter (what! what! what!)
[verse]
i can’t explain it
one day it’s this, one day it’s that
i’m in the matrix
i cannot risk not pressing wax, not staying nameless
try a new dish, write a new track
out of containment
dead or alive, schroedinger’s cat (uh)
yeezy quantums on my feet, why don’t you come follow me
close your eyes and count to three, life’s a game of hide and seek
want my facе on a magazine, want my place in a movie scеne
she said i’m the one like i’m billie jean, you can dig me like i’m [?]
you can catch me on a first+class flight
[?] on the way to the hotel
she was wondering if i’m a human being
told her there’s just two rules: don’t ask, don’t tell
[?]
sitting next to you, did i really think this through
is it only really fun in the moment? ah well
you get taken on the spot
meet me at the old cathedral, 7 on the dot
i might make you mine if you make noodles in a pot
then she told me mi goreng’s her favourite, oh my god
[chorus]
ain’t about the comfort, i got agents undercover
all of them armed with katanas protecting me and my brothers
try to blow my brains out, i’ll survive it like malala
i can’t get my suit dirty, gotta look good for your mother
it goes like (what! what! what!)
said it goes like (what! what! what!)
cold+blooded (what! what! what!)
i don’t stutter (what! what! what!)
[bridge]
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[chorus]
ain’t about the comfort, i got agents undercover
all of them armed with katanas protecting me and my brothers
try to blow my brains out, i’ll survive it like malala
i can’t get my suit dirty, gotta look good for your mother
it goes like (what! what! what!)
said it goes like (what! what! what!)
cold+blooded (what! what! what!)
i don’t stutter (what! what! what!)
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