Konshens, SATORI - Days of My Life lyrics
[Konshens, SATORI - Days of My Life lyrics]
Two hours later I've been lying
On the glossy floor, glossy floor
Talk to myself and forgot
How there’s nothing left for me no more
Left foot, foot by, one step
Next day I’ll be alright one day
In front of the other
They tell me say I’ll be fine, but I’m so
I’m so down, down, I've been so down down and
You’re not around, you're not around
I’m so down, down, someone stop me, so down
Down yeah
I’m not around not around no more i'm so
Down, down, down, I'm so down, down, down
Mi wake up before the sun
Couldn’t tell you when mi drop a sleep
Lean up mi bed right ya now
The ting stop a street
People say that i need to slow down
But mi gas pedal stuck
An the brakes cable cut so mi crush de road
Road buck Wen mi touch the road
Tink bout mi pickney dem money
Mi need a truck load
Everybody eyes green like dem
Have in contacts
So mi affi go fi mine, action stop chat
One pop never that automatic beating
Talk to God so much
I’m like a walking prayer meeting
Life is a game but it no fictional
A real ting
But everytime mi try fi play fair
Mi end up cheating
Cyaa sleep, sleeping pills nah work
Deh pon de road all when mi
Tired and no wah work put in the hard work
Every day man affi gone work
But what else is there
Life can’t be all work
All the days of my life, all the days yeah
On the glossy floor, glossy floor
Talk to myself and forgot
How there’s nothing left for me no more
Left foot, foot by, one step
Next day I’ll be alright one day
In front of the other
They tell me say I’ll be fine, but I’m so
I’m so down, down, I've been so down down and
You’re not around, you're not around
I’m so down, down, someone stop me, so down
Down yeah
I’m not around not around no more i'm so
Down, down, down, I'm so down, down, down
Mi wake up before the sun
Couldn’t tell you when mi drop a sleep
Lean up mi bed right ya now
The ting stop a street
People say that i need to slow down
But mi gas pedal stuck
An the brakes cable cut so mi crush de road
Road buck Wen mi touch the road
Tink bout mi pickney dem money
Mi need a truck load
Everybody eyes green like dem
Have in contacts
So mi affi go fi mine, action stop chat
One pop never that automatic beating
Talk to God so much
I’m like a walking prayer meeting
Life is a game but it no fictional
A real ting
But everytime mi try fi play fair
Mi end up cheating
Cyaa sleep, sleeping pills nah work
Deh pon de road all when mi
Tired and no wah work put in the hard work
Every day man affi gone work
But what else is there
Life can’t be all work
All the days of my life, all the days yeah