Remy The Prophet – Gone gone gone

Remy The Prophet – Gone gone gone Lyrics

Artist: Remy The Prophet
Song: Gone gone gone

I haven’t showered in weeks
Taste the sour on my teeth
Give me an hour to speak
And I’m gone

I haven’t showered in weeks
Taste the sour on my teeth
Give me an hour to speak
And I’m gone

Wake up, get high, relax a bit
I relapsed a bit
Bruises on my shins
‘Cause the f#ckin’ knee pads don’t fit

Muzzle on the lacrid kid, was he just a accident
Underneath the fabric, huddle, pretend that it’s magic
It’s unfathomable, tragic that we cover up the past
Replacin’ luggage with somе baggage

Never actually hash it out, only brag on cash amounts
And how wе’re doin’ better with the new ones that we’re beddin’
(Hey, yo, actually that sweater I returned, can I just get it? Can I just get it? Nevermind)
I haven’t showered in weeks

Taste the sour on my teeth
Give me an hour to speak
And I’m gone
I haven’t showered in weeks

Taste the sour on my teeth
Give me an hour to speak
And I’m gone
And I don’t really miss you, I just miss myself

While thinkin’ of the value onto which I really wish I held
‘Cause things are really different and that’s really hittin’ different
Didn’t think I’d ever end a thing without another sittin’
But I kissed my love, forgiven what we did to f#ckin’

Live with bunk conditions, such a prison
Dug with love as the intention
But in end, the intent
Really don’t get mentioned

We just cope by talkin’ sh#t
Playin’ pretend like it’s authentic
So many sent, but no one ever gets the message
I digress, I have no answers, just a ponderin’ mind

It’s the prophet for life
Predict the future wrongs of mine
With every single song I write
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