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Solemn Video (MV)




Performed By: Devon
Language: English
Length: 1:38
Written by: Dylan Phillips




Devon - Solemn Lyrics




When it was dark out I made a way
Stuck on that day to day
Chipped shoulder, Frito Lay
Tryna' perfect this fade away
You pussies gon' fade away
Call me paper mache
Sticking to plans anyways
Raised on Plum Alley way
Moving forward with no ops
Brother caught hiding narcs
Each year we grow apart
Wishing I had a worms heart
Mine broken or been bruised
Homies addicted to booze
Tryna' humble my L's
But still a beggar tryna' choose
Leeching sin ain't coning loose
Asking if I got the juice
Only from forbidden fruit
White skin, but my soul blue
Running from tomorrow
With a stomach full of problems
Side stitch, tryna' ignore it
For now, I live with the solemn

Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh

Say what?
Yuh
What?
Okay
Moolah
Hey
Aye, uh
Woah
So What

You don't care how I feel
If you did I could tell
Ask if I'm good and go ask yourself
If you did what you could while I strangle myself
Say I'm okay, I should've said help
Ask where I'm at, I should've said hell
Oh well, can't tell
Only child, can't share
Can't bare
I fear my end is near
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English

When it was dark out I made a way
Stuck on that day to day
Chipped shoulder, Frito Lay
Tryna' perfect this fade away
You pussies gon' fade away
Call me paper mache
Sticking to plans anyways
Raised on Plum Alley way
Moving forward with no ops
Brother caught hiding narcs
Each year we grow apart
Wishing I had a worms heart
Mine broken or been bruised
Homies addicted to booze
Tryna' humble my L's
But still a beggar tryna' choose
Leeching sin ain't coning loose
Asking if I got the juice
Only from forbidden fruit
White skin, but my soul blue
Running from tomorrow
With a stomach full of problems
Side stitch, tryna' ignore it
For now, I live with the solemn

Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh
Yuh, uh

Say what?
Yuh
What?
Okay
Moolah
Hey
Aye, uh
Woah
So What

You don't care how I feel
If you did I could tell
Ask if I'm good and go ask yourself
If you did what you could while I strangle myself
Say I'm okay, I should've said help
Ask where I'm at, I should've said hell
Oh well, can't tell
Only child, can't share
Can't bare
I fear my end is near
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Writer: Dylan Phillips
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