Текстова И Превода - Glory
— отпеван од Naits
„Glory“ текстови и преводи. Откријте ко је написао ову песму. Пронађите ко је продуцент и режисер овог музичког спота. „Glory“ композитор, текстови, аранжмани, платформе за стриминг итд. „Glory“ је песма која се изводи на норвешки. „Glory“ пева Naits
|
|
Download New Songs
Listen & stream |
|
Норвешка
"Glory" Текст
„Glory“ има текстове на норвешки језику.
finally back with another song!! this is the kind of music i've always loved making the most, and probably the reason why most of you are here ♥
STREAM:
thanks for listening and supporting.
(prod. Flower, Jolst & Einar Kvaløy)
Lyrics:
You promised
Yeah, karma's all up over my bank
You know I triple check you so it's not a mistake
I got rollin', no Swiss, I'm not rolling it bent
You know I really got trust issues to prevent
F**k around and buy your Maserati
F**k her real slow 'cause she like it naughty
I got hands up, they all preying on me
You don't know the pain, you just see the glory
I'm ahead of myself
Too deep and it's gettin' hard on my health
You might see, but you'll never know what I felt
It might be, but you don't wanna know
I'm tied, lookin' for the Hand of God
Make it seem like I'm perfect, but it's all fraud
I've been dealin' with the damage, tryna break a bond
Lifestyle go vroom, barely hangin' on
Say what you like just to go when I'm alone
Some evil haunts me anywhere I go
Is Lucifer callin' me?
I feel like he's stallin' me
And I don't need a bag, I need a saint to pull me out of here
Karma's all up over my bank
You know I triple check you so it's not a mistake
I got rollin', no Swiss, I'm not rolling it bent
You know I really got trust issues to prevent
F**k around and buy your Maserati
F**k her real slow 'cause she like it naughty
I got hands up, they all preying on me
You don't know the pain, you just see the glory
I don't wanna feel at all (feel at all)
I got a million voices in my head
All alone in a place that angels dread
Walk around with a freak inside, my end
Ah
Sh*t, I got a real bad feelin'
Ah (yeah)
I cannot escape this ceilin'
Ah (yeah)
Tired of the ways I know
My heart's not lookin' for it anymore
I've been dealin' with a demon, thought I knew the score
Is Lucifer callin' me?
I feel like he's stallin' me
And I don't need a bag, I need a saint to pull me out of here
Karma's all up over my bank
You know I triple check you so it's not a mistake
I got rollin', no Swiss, I'm not rollin' it bent
You know I really got trust issues to prevent
F**k around and buy your Maserati
F**k her real slow 'cause she like it naughty
I got hands up, they all preying on me
You don't know the pain, you just see the glory
I'm, I'm, I'mma