Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Geluid


Koppel


Moeilijkheidsgraad


Accent



interfacetaal

nl

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie beleid   |   Steun   |   FAQ
1
registreren / inloggen
Lyrkit

doneren

5$

Lyrkit

doneren

10$

Lyrkit

doneren

20$

Lyrkit

En/of steun mij op sociaal gebied. netwerken:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Ouse

Rewind

 

Rewind

(album: JUMPSTART - 2023)


Hours of lost time
Feel like I'm losing my fucking mind
Cant seem to see right
In the car thinking bout suicide
And I'm gonna fuck it all up
If you're down to ride
If I could rewind
I'd do the same shit every time

I'm feeling nauseous
Still battling my conscience
I don't wanna feel nothing
Don't feel shit often
Only when I'm feeling you
I've been starving in the stu
Eating beats like food
I know you do

I know you, I know you feeling me
You're Mercy on god
Like you're healing me
And I need a ring to know how I feel
I feel like my head is killing me

Riding around with the top down
You know we staying in uptown
I've been lost for a minute
Panic to up to the ceiling

Hours of lost time
Feel like I'm losing my fucking mind
Cant seem to see right
In the car thinking bout suicide
And I'm gonna fuck it all up
If you're down to ride
If I could rewind
I'd do the same shit every time

If I could rewind
I'd do the same shit every time
If I could rewind
I'd do the same shit every time

I need to be cautious
With my trust like I'm rocket
And my head feel like mosh pit
Wish I felt nothing
I don't wanna feel you no more
My heads going through the wall
You tell me were through, my god
I just wanna, just wanna

Hop on the strip
And spin like outlaws
She gotta quick left straight
Like southpaw
She get your feelings hurt
Without cause
Mixing our feelings up with alcohol
This ain't no regular brawl
Bodies falling off the wall
Always my fault, always my fault

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?