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Make It Out Video (MV)




Performed By: throwaway
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Miles Campbell




throwaway - Make It Out Lyrics
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Slowly Slowly
If youre feelin Lonely Lonely
Need somebody Closely Closely
But people being Ghostly Ghostly
I just want a house full of gold
Feel like going somewhere nobody knows
Feel like living life where nobody goes
If people ask me why ill say it's what i chose
Why would you do that do you wanna be alone
Maybe i do, but i wanna be in control
Of my own destiny, so i aint trapped inside this hole
Society is declining and i think yall know that
Fall back
Into mental combat
Beyond that
Spiritually compact
Im on that shit
Too many drugs made me want that shit
If i dont control it i may fall back in
People said pain meds i thought they meant asprin
Told myself i wouldnt try it weed was a passion
But that mentality wasnt everlasting
Wanna make it but i dont know how
I just wanna buy my fam a house
I cant even do shit cus im not allowed
Not enough money im just like the crowd
Why would you say that dont you wanna be a mouse?
Just like all the others, cant afford a house
And when you f*ckin can youre strapped to the couch
Inside your f*ckin head rotting to the ground
Hear the sound
Of the f*ckin call
People around yeah
None of us are small
We amount but
Only if we all
Speak out
Start running from a crawl
Slowly Slowly
If youre feelin Lonely Lonely
Need somebody Closely Closely
But people being Ghostly Ghostly
Mostly Mostly
I been feelin Holy Holy
Lenses lookin Smokey Smokey
Tryna get a Trophy Trophy
If only only
Productivity was cozy for me
But im doin my best here, right here
I aint finna be a puppet to a f*ckin puppiteer
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Slowly Slowly
If youre feelin Lonely Lonely
Need somebody Closely Closely
But people being Ghostly Ghostly
I just want a house full of gold
Feel like going somewhere nobody knows
Feel like living life where nobody goes
If people ask me why ill say it's what i chose
Why would you do that do you wanna be alone
Maybe i do, but i wanna be in control
Of my own destiny, so i aint trapped inside this hole
Society is declining and i think yall know that
Fall back
Into mental combat
Beyond that
Spiritually compact
Im on that shit
Too many drugs made me want that shit
If i dont control it i may fall back in
People said pain meds i thought they meant asprin
Told myself i wouldnt try it weed was a passion
But that mentality wasnt everlasting
Wanna make it but i dont know how
I just wanna buy my fam a house
I cant even do shit cus im not allowed
Not enough money im just like the crowd
Why would you say that dont you wanna be a mouse?
Just like all the others, cant afford a house
And when you f*ckin can youre strapped to the couch
Inside your f*ckin head rotting to the ground
Hear the sound
Of the f*ckin call
People around yeah
None of us are small
We amount but
Only if we all
Speak out
Start running from a crawl
Slowly Slowly
If youre feelin Lonely Lonely
Need somebody Closely Closely
But people being Ghostly Ghostly
Mostly Mostly
I been feelin Holy Holy
Lenses lookin Smokey Smokey
Tryna get a Trophy Trophy
If only only
Productivity was cozy for me
But im doin my best here, right here
I aint finna be a puppet to a f*ckin puppiteer
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Writer: Miles Campbell
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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