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• Artiste: Grandson
• Titre: Identity
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Mm, mm-mm, hmm-mm-mm Mm, hm, mm Nobody really cared, so it never really mattered It never really mattered, so it never really happened What's the point in fightin' for a happy ever after? The past keeps hauntin' the future I imagine (Wha—) All I ever wanted was a little peace and quiet Just color in the lines, and you'll get it like they promise If you bite the hand, get louder and defiant Then you'll see how quickly they come making a deposit One false move, you're a Kennedy If you fight it, you're the enemy I'm so sick, but I can't find a remedy I'm still tryna find my identity Where's my head on the podium? Gas me up, no petroleum I'm so sick, but I can't find a remedy I'm still tryna find my identity Mass detention, debt collection, misdirection Got lost, missed intervention We missed redemption, missed reflection, kissed the weapon Skipped the lesson, caught an infection Mass confusion, air pollution Compromise foreign contribution Mass epidemic, no mask in a mass, call the medic Go fast, do I last? Apathetic Might crash, I'm a hack, I'm pathetic, I know Times ain't changin', the sun don't show When the trees won't grow, when the bars keep droppin' The fake tan on the TV keep talkin' Just wanna be optimistic My sanity's gone off, ballistic Train was leavin', I just missed it Guess that I'm stuck with this shit, damn One false move, you're a Kennedy If you fight it, you're the enemy I'm so sick, but I can't find a remedy I'm still tryna find my identity Where's my head on the podium? Gas me up, no petroleum I'm so sick, but I can't find a remedy I'm still tryna find my identity I'm still tryna find my identity One false move, you're a Kennedy If you fight it, you're the enemy I'm so sick, but I can't find a remedy I'm still tryna find my identity Where's my head on the podium? Gas me up, no petroleum I'm so sick, but I can't find a remedy I'm still tryna find my identity