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Cosmo Pyke

Chronic Sunshine

 

Chronic Sunshine

(álbum: Just Cosmo - 2017)


Because I've had enough of all this controversy
I've been affected and I can't lie
That shit quite frankly bothers me
She said she said you're the man
I'm on together and I'm having doubts
We won't hurt you or all your plans
Paraphernalia and contraband

I wasn't 'llowed to I was proud to come
To terms with germs and fuck'ries in my life
All I'm saying is that's not me, it could be you for all eternity

Chronic sunshines forever
You know that it don't really go
I'm getting spat out of Peckham
While you're cycling home
It's an ongoing circle
No sights to behold (sights to behold)
Vicious repetitions
While still cycling home

She said, she said you're a star, Cosmo
But you're a star and we're all star stuff
That rebounds but first he out comes weak
Before you know you'll forgot what to speak
I just forgot what I was thinking
All these blues have got me sinking
I dropped it on the floor because of your missed call
The one you sent to me

I wasn't 'llowed to I was proud to come
To terms with germs and fuck'ries in my life
All I'm saying is that's not me, it could be you for all eternity

Chronic sunshines forever
You know that it don't really go
I'm getting spat out of Peckham
While you're cycling home
It's an ongoing circle
No sights to behold (sights to behold)
Vicious repetitions
But I'm still cycling home

In the stable when I touch iron horses
A trainyard's quiet when you're using higher forces
Like gravity I'm running faster than everyone
If I get caught, big money, I'm gone be spending son
Eight cans of bitter the plot thickens
Put my rucksack in the front to get the paint quicker
It's all about efficiency
Picture me skinny jeans running round, where's your Dickies been, man
I have powers to catch you straight away
Bun a big fat zoot man I fuck the pain away
Drug I hate mugs and getting bake
Let me set it straight a real writer, let's just say he gets his pay
This ain't a rap for a girl or whatever
It's a rap wrapped up for my guilty pleasures
To fuck the leisure
Before he left the marks on my sweater
But I leave him with this
Chronic sunshines forever
While you're cycling home
It's an ongoing circle
No sights to behold (sights to behold)
Vicious repetition
You're still cycling home
I'm still cycling home

hecho

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