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Tonedeaf - Labb Lyrics



Tonedeaf - Labb Lyrics
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(Ohh, Oh-oh, Yeah, Yeah, Woah)
Ooh they let me loose in the lab, looking mad scientist
Levels are higher, the pressure is rising inside of the cycle spin
Feeling washed out, had the dryest lips
He hydrate from lighted spliff
F*ck a Vicodin, I'm a viking dead, Valhalla was calling psychiatrist
Sighing since, it was cyanide (F*ck)
Poisonous past (Woah)
Writing down all the right and wrongs got me trips, enjoy it and laugh
Low-key the last line, I would lapse time, relapse and avoid it entirely
'Til the mind astray, don't be minding me, I drift with controlling sobriety
(Uh, uh)
Ooh they let me loose in the lab, do the impossible (Suu)
Balance these thoughts, don't panic I lost a few nights in the hospital (nights in the hospital)
Just a rotted soul, look for pot of gold
That's love from above, we in bottomless
Running up many apologies, sipping Henny I needed the water more
If honesty is not with me, then how I look at mirrors?
Based on popular opinion, I'm convinced it's crooked glares
See the sun had took the air I breathe, she limits it to none
Rugged heatwave, I beat the days with filling up my
Couple of things I learned along the way, don't wait and waste all the potential
Shooting the 8 ball inside of the pocket or nostril, probably cost you
Counting the dollars spent like it's the days I sped through, all of 'em never remember
I stayed as cold as December, deception unfolded, don't fold with the pressure
I'm prepping for bigger boulders, like this isn't over
One year he using, the next he'll be sober
Wanting it clearer but hurried direction just drove me to blurriness
Turning to weight on the shoulder
If it's soul to soul, I can sell you love
Look in my eyes, I don't tell you nothing but better drugs in our chest whats up, we was never stuck
If honesty is not with me, then how I look at mirrors?
Based on popular opinion, I'm convinced it's crooked glares
See the sun had took the air I breathe, she limits it to none
Rugged heatwave, I beat the days with filling up my
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(Ohh, Oh-oh, Yeah, Yeah, Woah)
Ooh they let me loose in the lab, looking mad scientist
Levels are higher, the pressure is rising inside of the cycle spin
Feeling washed out, had the dryest lips
He hydrate from lighted spliff
F*ck a Vicodin, I'm a viking dead, Valhalla was calling psychiatrist
Sighing since, it was cyanide (F*ck)
Poisonous past (Woah)
Writing down all the right and wrongs got me trips, enjoy it and laugh
Low-key the last line, I would lapse time, relapse and avoid it entirely
'Til the mind astray, don't be minding me, I drift with controlling sobriety
(Uh, uh)
Ooh they let me loose in the lab, do the impossible (Suu)
Balance these thoughts, don't panic I lost a few nights in the hospital (nights in the hospital)
Just a rotted soul, look for pot of gold
That's love from above, we in bottomless
Running up many apologies, sipping Henny I needed the water more
If honesty is not with me, then how I look at mirrors?
Based on popular opinion, I'm convinced it's crooked glares
See the sun had took the air I breathe, she limits it to none
Rugged heatwave, I beat the days with filling up my
Couple of things I learned along the way, don't wait and waste all the potential
Shooting the 8 ball inside of the pocket or nostril, probably cost you
Counting the dollars spent like it's the days I sped through, all of 'em never remember
I stayed as cold as December, deception unfolded, don't fold with the pressure
I'm prepping for bigger boulders, like this isn't over
One year he using, the next he'll be sober
Wanting it clearer but hurried direction just drove me to blurriness
Turning to weight on the shoulder
If it's soul to soul, I can sell you love
Look in my eyes, I don't tell you nothing but better drugs in our chest whats up, we was never stuck
If honesty is not with me, then how I look at mirrors?
Based on popular opinion, I'm convinced it's crooked glares
See the sun had took the air I breathe, she limits it to none
Rugged heatwave, I beat the days with filling up my
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Writer: Antonio Martinez
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Performed By: Tonedeaf
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Antonio Martinez

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