(Juh-, Juh-Dee on the beat)
(Frio)
(Young mesh makes the 808)
Please go, let me go
I don't want to hear from you anymore
This life makes me sick
Yes, dammit, I'm turned off
I don't understand how the time goes and I like to think of my childhood
On the road for days and I have pity with myself by now
Come on, please go, let me go
I don't want to hear from you anymore
This life makes me sick
Yes, dammit, I'm turned off
I don't understand how the time goes and I like to think of my childhood
On the road for days and I have pity with myself by now
The fam is big, but the circle is small
Step away, don't be in my way
Even though I don't want it, the time makes me mature
I thank God that I'm still alive
I know, I'm a phenomenon, but my head is fucked
Nobody can understand my problems
There is no solution for that
It drives me crazy although I don't show it
To much stress, the pain breaks me on the inside
I fight my way to the fire source
Gave everything, the voice inside me calls for more
There are many things money can't buy
But the mios (?) already help, didn't get a break since my first song
Know, how was, wasn't born a star
Please go, let me go
I don't want to hear from you anymore
This life makes me sick
Yes, dammit, I'm turned off
I don't understand how the time goes and I like to think of my childhood
On the road for days and I have pity with myself by now
Come on, please go, let me go
I don't want to hear from you anymore
This life makes me sick
Yes, dammit, I'm turned off
I don't understand how the time goes and I like to think of my childhood
On the road for days and I have pity with myself by now
Formerly nothing, now they know me, everything turned by 180 degrees
From the darkness high into the light, I thank God that I'm still alive
I don't even know how this works, dream becomes reality
Towards the sun in a convertible, but I swear that something's missing here
Yes, it hurts like in slo-mo, head, it rotates, we are yolo
Now I have cash for the promo, but still no love, no, no
Please go, let me go
I don't want to hear from you anymore
This life makes me sick
Yes, dammit, I'm turned off
I don't understand how the time goes and I like to think of my childhood
On the road for days and I have pity with myself by now
Come on, please go, let me go
I don't want to hear from you anymore
This life makes me sick
Yes, dammit, I'm turned off
I don't understand how the time goes and I like to think of my childhood
On the road for days and I have pity with myself by now
(I don't understand how the time goes and I like to think of my childhood)
(On the road for days and I have pity with myself by now)