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• Artiste: Quadeca
• Titre: Sisyphus
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Walked up the hill Don't look down, you’ll be there soon And I love you still Everything feels better when surrounded by the space I need to fill And I know Everything feels better when I go I been so melodramatic with you on this climb Can't wait to feel shitty and tell you about it another time All of the blisterin' mends in a callus Even our bickerin’ getting nostalgic, all of those little things meld into mountains in my mind, uh August came by, saw you say "Bye," wanna stay by your side What the fuck do you say when you know life cannot be the same but you try and try? If those footsteps remainеd after time went by, somеthing expirin' I guess them butterflies in my stomach have been fuckin' retirin', uh (Yeah) And I love you when I'm back on the climb You're only with me in the back of my mind now It's a cycle, it's a path I can’t find, uh Sisyphus grimace, it’s the rock and roll, vulnerable Maybe it's my fate and it’s all my fault And I know You got a mountain of your own (Yeah) Wish it wouldn't feel so broken to me Tried to take the edge off, but that only brought it closer to me, uh And I just wanna live in a mo'fuckin' log cabin In a place where you never have to call back, never have to log back in I’ve been backlogged in black fog, I fall back in, dreamin' of times it wasn't all madness I just can't mimic it, though, I been in Sisyphus mode, lookin' up the path of a tall mountain And I keep getting stuck in these potholes, maybe I should just let the rock roll I've been so close to the peak, I know, but I'm tryna stay away from the drop, though So I don't They only love me when I'm back on the climb (Yeah) You're only with me in the back of my mind now It's a cycle, it's a path I can't find, uh Sisyphus grimace, it's the rock and roll, vulnerable Maybe it's my fate and it's all my fault And I know You got a mountain of your own (Yeah) Watch your step Lifting slow Giving no Imprint in the snow And I love you to pieces 'Til that's all we're left with (Yeah) It's all we're left with In the end (Yeah, oh, yeah) And sometimes, I wanna disappear Been a shitty-ass time and a shitty-ass year But somehow, I'ma get me past here Get back to the real— (Oh!) Bow down when I'm— Everything feels better when I go