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Artiste : Atmosphere
Titre : Fleetwood
There´s no winners at the ass-kissing contest
Not even the judge
Identify the object, but keep it in your pocket
And try to leave the page before you start to read the comments

I can´t remember when she wasn´t asking what was wrong
I´m not offended, I´m pretending it´s just because of the songs
While I was renderin´ my life, y´all put the shuffle on

It´s like I´m standing on the corner of Lyndale and Lake
I´m staring at the shit displayed behind the windows and gates
Patient waitin´ for the bus to carry me down the street
I feel like fuck you, January, got me freezing my feet
Sleeping on the plane, tryna find time travel
Like you high enough to see inside of the galaxy´s asshole

It follow you and swallow you like a black hole

Ayy, I´m not the same dude I used to be, thankfully
Permanently angry, tryna burn your little angel wings
My shit still stinks, nobody´s changing me
You tryin´ to get dough, I´m tryin´ to take over a bakery
You kinda look like the type that might book flights
When faced with adversity, the first to be like, "Good night"
Took a long pull, hype

I been around the world and I-I-I
I can´t find a sweet spot to squat and die-ie-ie
Y´all be talking hella shit, I guess I probably would as well

I walk like an elephant, shook the bell, you took the L and
Flipped it upside down like a crutch, yo
Let go of my tusk before the mountain erupts
And everybody´s like, "What? We ain´t know it´s a volcano, fuck"

Fuck