lirik lagu battler – sweet & sour
chorus: oh sweet and sour
raise up to those who die every hour
wishing that i died in the towers
my life is nothing but sweet and sour
our lives can never be complete
if we are constantly under control by the elite
i can’t continue if my life remains dour
my life is nothing but sweet and sour
verse 1: i feel like jumping with no gravity
i wonder what’s beyond this galaxy
whenever you feel down and hope is far, far away
you want to live on mars for the rest of your days
i see plenty of girls trying to get coin
but some will do it to pleasure a groin
some go to extreme lengths to be hardcore
why don’t you keep your filthiness locked in drawers
after the earth there comes a wind
chances of dreams become fat and thin
not if you’re actually obese in structure
i don’t want to know about it i don’t want to touch ya
yeah i accept we all got problems
and i believe we can bounce back and blossom
i hate whatever is in my inner system
no matter what happens i was fall victim
chorus: oh sweet and sour
raise up to those who die every hour
wishing that i died in the towers
my life is nothing but sweet and sour
our lives can never be complete
if we are under control by the elite
i can’t continue if i remain dour
my life is nothing but sweet and sour
verse 2: i feel so limited to making choices;
i always receive the c-ckblock if i raise my voice
can’t drink with mates without being dictated
my confidence is now f-cking faded
i’ve had my fair share of peer pressure;
clouds are getting hazy by the darker texture
f-cking sick of not doing what i want
people being disappointed with me i hate the taunt
i feel like a fool being a cast out
i want to explode and just go all out
i know that i’m the biggest p-ssy in the 21st century
don’t leave me g-ssed up because i’m f-cked mentally
i’ve got my glock ready to blow myself to pieces
i leave my enemies dead along with my faeces
i’ve always wanted to grow up and be tough
but i trip over myself making my lifetime rough
chorus: oh sweet and sour
raise up to those who die every hour
wishing that i died in the towers
my life is nothing but sweet and sour
our lives can never be complete
if we are under control by the elite
i can’t continue if i remain dour
my life is nothing but sweet and sour
verse 3: oh i sit and cry my b-lls out
i hate being treated like a f-cking boy scout
i have life did you know mama
your fiery like osama but as controlative as obama
i’m a big boy now i can make my decisions
i hope i don’t resort to grabbing a knife making self-incisions
your k!lling my inside if you didn’t know
you’re always a road block say no, no, no
you want me to have a good life i get that
but there’s a point where i draw a line saying enough chat
i’m gonna do what i wanna do
but what the f-ck do i have to do to get through to you
stop with the games i’m not a little boy anymore
i’m this f-cking close to walking out the door
you’re not going to change me i’m in my stance
so f-cking let me go and give me a chance
can’t even f-cking talk to a girl bro
i’ve got turrets but i talk real slow
what the actual f-ck is wrong with me
i’m locked in this cage i can never go freely…
chorus: oh sweet and sour
raise up to those who die every hour
wishing that i died in the towers
my life is nothing but sweet and sour
our lives can never be complete
if we are under control by the elite
i can’t continue if i remain dour
my life is nothing but sweet and sour
outro: i’m tired yo, f-cking sick of it
i don’t need this bullsh-t
why oh why oh why is it always me
why?! f-cking b-tches why?!
it’s my f-cking life
deal with it
if you don’t like it then get the f-ck out
sick of this sh-t
just f-ck off…
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- lirik lagu dre murray – maybe one day
- lirik lagu chill moody – stay dope (freestyle)
- lirik lagu idk – shotty mouth
- lirik lagu lyriciss – my life
- lirik lagu naziefiasco – the statement
- lirik lagu dcvdns – d.c.v.d.n.a
- lirik lagu hedwig and the angry inch the musical – sugar daddy
- lirik lagu raf camora – fickt euch
- lirik lagu silla – sixpack