[ Featuring Torino P ]
ALuis, yeah, what can fear bring, yeah, small glimpse of you being free, uh, a slight
Grip on what you could be, yeah, an illusion of the worst to come, yeah, hit the plateau
While I'm writing songs, yeah, the motivation never came around, words are harder just
To write them down, cause I truly feel lately I'm not good enough, brainstorming with the
Runaround, is it the fact that I'm burning out, I'm getting tired writing songs, same
Turnaround, it's all I have in the meantime, it's deeper than the drive, I live with the
Shadows of my best songs, some I feel I could never top, I'm 26, I'm not getting young
I'm the vet with a scarce spot, I can turn pop, but of course not, but just hold up, I can
Write heartbreaks for them white girls, singing Khaled in the student lounge, it's hard to
Get away from them same songs, damn, I hope it's not the same song, I can feel it lately
I can feel me slipping, I can feel it lately, I can feel me slipping
