BROCKHAMPTON - WHAT’S THE OCCASION? lyrics
[BROCKHAMPTON - WHAT’S THE OCCASION? lyrics]
A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion? What's the occasion?
I know my sweat like cologne see
This house ain't like home
If I could swallow my pride
Would you admit when you wrong?
I know it's easy to just
Skip it, flippin' out, and you gone
Maybe I wouldn't be so testy when
You came for my glow
Got dinner on the kitchen table
Make sure everyone know
I made my Sunday mornings
Feel like Friday nights
I feel like Boobie Miles
Under these Friday lights
Ready to pounce on any pussy-ass
Bitch come for my life (Pussy ass bitch)
I'm tired of validation
I'm tired of wonderin' what the fuck
I gotta do to save ya
You been in this shit for years
I can't be your savior
Had a speech with Satan on my knees
I'm prayin' everything I say breakin' into
A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion? What's the occasion?
I stay runnin' from somethin' I can't see
True colors blinding, fuck away from me
Gunnin' for somethin' I don't need
I lead two lives, find me
Who's to blame? Who's to say I leave?
Forced to change, forced to face my seed
Break a bit, breakin' in, timely
Good on my own (But I been feelin' alone)
I gotta go, don't ask why
Watch the dominoes and the time fly
Either way, it goes, scribble out of line
Get the picture? Different from
When I met you
A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion? What's the occasion?
What's the occasion? What's the occasion?
A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
(Pussy ass bitch) what's the occasion?
What's the occasion?
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion? What's the occasion?
I know my sweat like cologne see
This house ain't like home
If I could swallow my pride
Would you admit when you wrong?
I know it's easy to just
Skip it, flippin' out, and you gone
Maybe I wouldn't be so testy when
You came for my glow
Got dinner on the kitchen table
Make sure everyone know
I made my Sunday mornings
Feel like Friday nights
I feel like Boobie Miles
Under these Friday lights
Ready to pounce on any pussy-ass
Bitch come for my life (Pussy ass bitch)
I'm tired of validation
I'm tired of wonderin' what the fuck
I gotta do to save ya
You been in this shit for years
I can't be your savior
Had a speech with Satan on my knees
I'm prayin' everything I say breakin' into
A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion? What's the occasion?
I stay runnin' from somethin' I can't see
True colors blinding, fuck away from me
Gunnin' for somethin' I don't need
I lead two lives, find me
Who's to blame? Who's to say I leave?
Forced to change, forced to face my seed
Break a bit, breakin' in, timely
Good on my own (But I been feelin' alone)
I gotta go, don't ask why
Watch the dominoes and the time fly
Either way, it goes, scribble out of line
Get the picture? Different from
When I met you
A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion? What's the occasion?
What's the occasion? What's the occasion?
A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
(Pussy ass bitch) what's the occasion?
What's the occasion?