Whirr
Devil on my line
Tell me it's gone be fine
Angel on my sight
But how I determine?
I can't do it
I can't do it
I want to creep
And disturb you
I want you to seep my juice
Pleas tell me that I'm great
Even when I'm showing up late
I'm okay but I'm afraid
Of the plane yeah
Ain't no more tension
With my mom
Of course I exaggerate
Sugar cane
Easy talking bout the things
Tend to put inside the frame
When I'm high in the sky
Know that plane is going to land
Time gone make me understand
Couldn't really be myself
People round me give me gains
Make me feel like John Coltrane
Is that something that you want?
Could I say it upfront?
Should i try to stay away
Could you look me in my eyes
Could you see me through the hate?
Am I tripping or I'm followed
By some fbi agent
This world is something that I ain't
To this world I am a tangent
All I try is to impress
Really want to make a mess
Couldn't simply bypass
Just some buttons I could press
Got a bulletproof vest
Still im feeling soft shell
Like that crab that I just ate
Still I wanna ring the bell
Can you see me through the fog?
Can you see my wiggling tail?
Was convinced that I could turn
This life into a fairy tale
That's a job I gotta do
Now you see me coming through
Now I'm lazy bout to sleep
I want to creep
And disturb you
Devil on my line
Tell me it's gone be fine
Angel on my sight
But how I determine?
I can't do it
I can't do it
Tell me it's gone be fine
Angel on my sight
But how I determine?
I can't do it
I can't do it
I want to creep
And disturb you
I want you to seep my juice
Pleas tell me that I'm great
Even when I'm showing up late
I'm okay but I'm afraid
Of the plane yeah
Ain't no more tension
With my mom
Of course I exaggerate
Sugar cane
Easy talking bout the things
Tend to put inside the frame
When I'm high in the sky
Know that plane is going to land
Time gone make me understand
Couldn't really be myself
People round me give me gains
Make me feel like John Coltrane
Is that something that you want?
Could I say it upfront?
Should i try to stay away
Could you look me in my eyes
Could you see me through the hate?
Am I tripping or I'm followed
By some fbi agent
This world is something that I ain't
To this world I am a tangent
All I try is to impress
Really want to make a mess
Couldn't simply bypass
Just some buttons I could press
Got a bulletproof vest
Still im feeling soft shell
Like that crab that I just ate
Still I wanna ring the bell
Can you see me through the fog?
Can you see my wiggling tail?
Was convinced that I could turn
This life into a fairy tale
That's a job I gotta do
Now you see me coming through
Now I'm lazy bout to sleep
I want to creep
And disturb you
Devil on my line
Tell me it's gone be fine
Angel on my sight
But how I determine?
I can't do it
I can't do it
Credits
Writer(s): Oleg Leonov
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