Felt - Through the Night lyrics
[Felt - Through the Night lyrics]
Felt like just another Sunday night
Fishing for a feeling, but nothing'll bite
Cuff you like a pig might
Hop in the whip like
Kids in the parking lot 'bout
To start a fistfight
Stopped at the car wash on Nicollette
Saw the homie out front
Offered me a cigarette
It's kinda bogus how I quit a long time ago
But don't nobody notice 'cause you
See what you kinda know
But, I'm still friends with Mary, listen
Mixed the prairie with the fizzy
Let's carry this tradition
I'm barely out the kitchen when
The prep cook spitting
Said "Love your life like you're
Married to that bitch"
Started in a basement and
Now I've got basements
Wishing on a star turns out to be a spaceship
Kiss you on the face
Like everything's alright
Just another day trying to
Live through the night
Effervescent from adolescence, a stone beauty
Type of blessings that manifest
In they own movie
Lobby playing that Smiff N Wessun
It's so groovy met her at a bar at
The Westin sipping Patron smoothies
Margarida from Ipanema, say "Hey menina"
Half Brazillian, Sicilian
Feeling that Emicida
Her demeanor was high post and high class
Skin color same as the doucet of my glass
Fat ass with full of lips, I pull her hips
Facial features were so sweet and
I want a sip
Daydreaming I stay scheming on something fast
Night shift at the Sinclair
And I'm pumping gas break time
My thirty minutes I let the nozzle go
Vegan so the burger I'm
Eating is an impossible
Like the mission's I'm wishing I could be on
Stuck in a position where
Bishops wanna be donned
Turn the lock on the handle
It's the same old song
That's why I go commando like Rae Dawn Chong
Pull out the lotion and start the motion
I'm stroking hard
Visualizing I'm jizzifying an open jar
Bust and I thrust all the
Tissues in the trash
If my boss, she'd be kicking my ass
I know I need to quit, but I can't get right
Just another day trying to
Live through the night
Fishing for a feeling, but nothing'll bite
Cuff you like a pig might
Hop in the whip like
Kids in the parking lot 'bout
To start a fistfight
Stopped at the car wash on Nicollette
Saw the homie out front
Offered me a cigarette
It's kinda bogus how I quit a long time ago
But don't nobody notice 'cause you
See what you kinda know
But, I'm still friends with Mary, listen
Mixed the prairie with the fizzy
Let's carry this tradition
I'm barely out the kitchen when
The prep cook spitting
Said "Love your life like you're
Married to that bitch"
Started in a basement and
Now I've got basements
Wishing on a star turns out to be a spaceship
Kiss you on the face
Like everything's alright
Just another day trying to
Live through the night
Effervescent from adolescence, a stone beauty
Type of blessings that manifest
In they own movie
Lobby playing that Smiff N Wessun
It's so groovy met her at a bar at
The Westin sipping Patron smoothies
Margarida from Ipanema, say "Hey menina"
Half Brazillian, Sicilian
Feeling that Emicida
Her demeanor was high post and high class
Skin color same as the doucet of my glass
Fat ass with full of lips, I pull her hips
Facial features were so sweet and
I want a sip
Daydreaming I stay scheming on something fast
Night shift at the Sinclair
And I'm pumping gas break time
My thirty minutes I let the nozzle go
Vegan so the burger I'm
Eating is an impossible
Like the mission's I'm wishing I could be on
Stuck in a position where
Bishops wanna be donned
Turn the lock on the handle
It's the same old song
That's why I go commando like Rae Dawn Chong
Pull out the lotion and start the motion
I'm stroking hard
Visualizing I'm jizzifying an open jar
Bust and I thrust all the
Tissues in the trash
If my boss, she'd be kicking my ass
I know I need to quit, but I can't get right
Just another day trying to
Live through the night