ZOTiYAC - Triste 4ever lyrics

[ZOTiYAC - Triste 4ever lyrics]

When I am dead, and over me, bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair
Though you should lean above
Me broken hearted i shall not care
For I shall have peace
As leafy trees are peaceful
When rain bends down the bough
And it shall be more silent and cold hearted
Than you are now

Off lead, all done so lift me on the pyre
The feast is over expire lights out, I pray
Don't toss me with the fire
I'm the hottest flow like bitch
Still, I can't get no higher so I'm gone
So I'm gone (bitch I'm gone)
So I'm gone (bitch I'm gone)
So I'm gone (bitch I'm gone) so I'm gone
Won't catch me sleepin'
Pretty fish up in the sea
So bitch I'm gone, so long


They say, "Cortez why you gone for so long"
Fuck up out my face I'm
Tryna write this song, you did me wrong
I don't wanna be somewhere I don't belong
Or bitch ain't no clone, I stand alone
And I ain't irreplaceable but
Ain't no copy shop i must be strong
I've been through it on my own
I'm young as fuck but I feel grown
You see the way I change my tone
Even in bed, I ain't at home
But when I'm gone all blood and bone
Don't shed a tear when you get
That all on the phone
It ain't your fault baby
I feel like that death is
Crawlin' to my dome
Imma make myself a fucking stepping
Stone inside my throne


Funny how fakin' a smile can
Make you look okay
You tell 'em that you wanna die and
They all be like "No way!"
And they start sayin' stupid shit
"Life isn't easy"
"You should get used to it
You won't go through it"
"You wanna die? Prove it then"
You don't what is like to learn
Your birth is a curse
And you stop caring 'bout your purpose
And perfect becomes something that
Makes you nervous so pills and the purple is
All that you purchase
And all your deserving will
Be at your service but as I observe
I can see that your worth is invisible
To you when leavin' the curtains
But open that shit up, indeed you reverse it
Until you do that it will keep you deserted
Inside'll be hurtin inside of your person
And even the holiest holy of merchants
Will find out you can't come
Out fine 'cause of churches
Behind the blinds isn't workin'
So become the pilot but mind is a turban
And fly us to where we
Will like it for certain (Please)

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