KnownByAlex, ZillaKami - illusions lyrics
ZillaKami [Junius Rogers] New York. U.S.
[KnownByAlex, ZillaKami - illusions lyrics]
Why ain't you pick up the phone?
Had my back to the wall and you left me alone
I been so far gone
I'm outta' the reach of the ones
That can bring me home as I prep my grave
Criticized by my friends and
They said I've changed
And I feel the same 'bout what they say
But I still focus on
Lame problems from before
Grow bigger when I hold them in more
I can't be around my friends more
Stop winning, then I'll start to lose more
Trust that it is an illusion
So why can't I snap into it
In my hands, I hold the memoir
A picture of us, former to who we arе
Why did you start all of this shit?
I have to take a moment to think about it
I think of no problеms prior to this
I called up your phone, and it was dismissed
I don't understand why you resist
Last time we talked, we left with a kiss
And you seemed so damn passionate
I guess all of that was an illusion
Why ain't you pick up the phone?
Had my back to the wall and you left me alone
I been so far gone
I'm outta' the reach of the ones
That can bring me home as I prep my grave
Criticized by my friends and
They said I've changed
And I feel the same 'bout what they say
But I still focus on
Lame problems from before
Grow bigger when I hold them in more
I can't be around my friends more
Stop winning, then I'll start to lose more
Trust that it is an illusion
So why can't I snap into it
In my hands, I hold the memoir
Picture of us, former to who we are
Had my back to the wall and you left me alone
I been so far gone
I'm outta' the reach of the ones
That can bring me home as I prep my grave
Criticized by my friends and
They said I've changed
And I feel the same 'bout what they say
But I still focus on
Lame problems from before
Grow bigger when I hold them in more
I can't be around my friends more
Stop winning, then I'll start to lose more
Trust that it is an illusion
So why can't I snap into it
In my hands, I hold the memoir
A picture of us, former to who we arе
Why did you start all of this shit?
I have to take a moment to think about it
I think of no problеms prior to this
I called up your phone, and it was dismissed
I don't understand why you resist
Last time we talked, we left with a kiss
And you seemed so damn passionate
I guess all of that was an illusion
Why ain't you pick up the phone?
Had my back to the wall and you left me alone
I been so far gone
I'm outta' the reach of the ones
That can bring me home as I prep my grave
Criticized by my friends and
They said I've changed
And I feel the same 'bout what they say
But I still focus on
Lame problems from before
Grow bigger when I hold them in more
I can't be around my friends more
Stop winning, then I'll start to lose more
Trust that it is an illusion
So why can't I snap into it
In my hands, I hold the memoir
Picture of us, former to who we are