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• Artiste: Shining Through
• Titre: Neurons
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You're chirping to birds but they won't sing Cause they don't care what you think Now its all your time gone to no end Cause no ones watching you spend Look at your sins, sit in it, smell where you've been Take your time, redo it right I've been home for months The mornings bite into me I fall out in chunks I come to all at once then Sound asleep in my bed Neurons dance and fire off in my head I took too much again What a soft pet What a bite What a regret I am weak Cause rules, they bend for me I misspeak, its all the time not what I mean So I concede Say what you want of me as I proceed I've been stoned for weeks My memory is laughing at me Piece by broken piece I fall onto dirty sheets then Sound asleep in my bed Neurons dance and fire off in my head I took too much again And what a soft pet What a bite What a regret Broken, caught up, wasted Too old to say fuck it Too young to face it Roped in, sick, stuck, shaking In my skin Sound asleep in my bed Neurons dance and fire off in my head I took too much again And what a soft pet What a bite What a regret