Gzeey - Gloomy Sunday Lyrics

Check check check
Yeah, my life is mess
Yeah, my life is stress
Yeah, my life is a game with the
Script that I can't direct

Yeah, my life is struggle
Yeah, my life is pain
Yeah, my life is tumbled
By the changes
That I can't effect

Tet me rest and flex

Yeah, my life is this
Yeah my life is that
Yeah, my life is tick
Yeah, my life is tack
Yeah, my life is a slave
To this f*cking pipe
Yeah, my life is crumbling
In a good disguise
Yeah, my life is sinking
In a pool of lie

Push me to the edge
All my friends are f*cking dead
Crashing up all of my lungs
Till I die I will never stop
Pass the pipe and the rock
I want to f*cking relapse
Tell my bitch go to hell
She's a problem I attract

Lyrics be the coldest
Diabolic and loaded
With the nugget of the heavenly
Flow, like the fallen Angel

I Create what I speak
Abracadabra, manifesting
My goals and demons
Hail to Ave Maria

Gloomy f*cking sunday
I'm still f*cking with
This pipe, should I relax
Or relapse, feel my brain
Going blank

I rise, I fall, I love, I lost
I right, I wrong,I high, I low
Pass blunt I wanna smoke
The pearly gates I wanna go

I come, I came, I give I take
I live a life of f*cking shame
I cry, I laugh, I live I die
Don't want the fame
My eyes are pale, f*ck

I'm so high right now, I think
I'm geeked up, I see Michael
Jackson moonwalking in a flipflop
Driving me crazy, I'm the driver
And the conductor, I'm friends
With the demons, and they will
Be my end and destruction. F*ck