Life sometimes swings around,
N it clips ya in ya in ya side,
I'm tryna heal with a little bit of mine.
That was then this is now, and it is a different time,
But this is difficult riding this reminiscent ride.
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult ridin this...
Rollercoaster's done and bowled me over,
Wonder if I can ever get the fire to smoulder.
Let alone a rising ember,
I'm just tryna get until the end of December!
Blag it through another rotation,
Continue on with my vocal vocation.
Another lap, another victory.
Ah yeah, that's how it sticks to me.
I'm just tryna picture this...
What i'm deeyin on the brink of this!
Inchin forward, itchin for it,
Retreat to back alleys kick the shit out of a bin,
Quick!
Retreat to the crib, a little kip cannit hurt nowt,
Burnt out from bumpin metaphorical mettys,
West runninfrom horrible checkies,
Now I'm canny shattered.
These people's presence is attached to past havoc,
So suffice to say I might've been a tad dramatic,
I cannit really hack it when ya reach out to grab iz,
So I panic in the static as your face makes a white noise,
And you make a fine point.
When you say get over,
It's another plumet on my dozy rollercoaster...
And these, streets!
They wink at us
Beats reminiscent of similar incidents,
Memory attendants grimly clip admission tickets,
Turnstyle clicks, now sit!
Ascend as you as you attempt to reminisce,
But it's-
No mention of the safety barriers,
All aboard yourcrazy carriages.
Will you depend on gravity for clarity?
Or just step out the queue?
If the carnage Is non compulsory, then that's what to do.
I didn't have a choice I was trapped in my situation,
Now I'm,
Partially blamin my sparsity of maintenance,
That's admittedly where some of the blame ends
I was in for startin shit blizzards,
Hurricane heads that couldn't be helped.
Too much bullshit bulgin under the belt,
N always lookin for somethin to tell me get off the ride,
Coz life,
Life, life, life...
Life sometimes swings around,
N it clips ya in ya in ya side,
I'm tryna heal with a little bit of mine.
That was then this is now, and it is a different time,
But this is difficult riding this reminiscent ride.
Life sometimes swings around,
N it clips ya in ya in ya side,
I'm tryna heal with a little bit of mine.
That was then this is now, and it is a different time,
But this is difficult riding this reminiscent ride.
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult...
Life swings around n it clips ya in ya in ya side,
Life swings around n it clips ya in ya in ya side,
I'm tryna heal with a little bit of mine.
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English
Life sometimes swings around,
N it clips ya in ya in ya side,
I'm tryna heal with a little bit of mine.
That was then this is now, and it is a different time,
But this is difficult riding this reminiscent ride.
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult ridin this...
Rollercoaster's done and bowled me over,
Wonder if I can ever get the fire to smoulder.
Let alone a rising ember,
I'm just tryna get until the end of December!
Blag it through another rotation,
Continue on with my vocal vocation.
Another lap, another victory.
Ah yeah, that's how it sticks to me.
I'm just tryna picture this...
What i'm deeyin on the brink of this!
Inchin forward, itchin for it,
Retreat to back alleys kick the shit out of a bin,
Quick!
Retreat to the crib, a little kip cannit hurt nowt,
Burnt out from bumpin metaphorical mettys,
West runninfrom horrible checkies,
Now I'm canny shattered.
These people's presence is attached to past havoc,
So suffice to say I might've been a tad dramatic,
I cannit really hack it when ya reach out to grab iz,
So I panic in the static as your face makes a white noise,
And you make a fine point.
When you say get over,
It's another plumet on my dozy rollercoaster...
And these, streets!
They wink at us
Beats reminiscent of similar incidents,
Memory attendants grimly clip admission tickets,
Turnstyle clicks, now sit!
Ascend as you as you attempt to reminisce,
But it's-
No mention of the safety barriers,
All aboard yourcrazy carriages.
Will you depend on gravity for clarity?
Or just step out the queue?
If the carnage Is non compulsory, then that's what to do.
I didn't have a choice I was trapped in my situation,
Now I'm,
Partially blamin my sparsity of maintenance,
That's admittedly where some of the blame ends
I was in for startin shit blizzards,
Hurricane heads that couldn't be helped.
Too much bullshit bulgin under the belt,
N always lookin for somethin to tell me get off the ride,
Coz life,
Life, life, life...
Life sometimes swings around,
N it clips ya in ya in ya side,
I'm tryna heal with a little bit of mine.
That was then this is now, and it is a different time,
But this is difficult riding this reminiscent ride.
Life sometimes swings around,
N it clips ya in ya in ya side,
I'm tryna heal with a little bit of mine.
That was then this is now, and it is a different time,
But this is difficult riding this reminiscent ride.
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult...
Life swings around n it clips ya in ya in ya side,
Life swings around n it clips ya in ya in ya side,
I'm tryna heal with a little bit of mine.
N it clips ya in ya in ya side,
I'm tryna heal with a little bit of mine.
That was then this is now, and it is a different time,
But this is difficult riding this reminiscent ride.
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult ridin this...
Rollercoaster's done and bowled me over,
Wonder if I can ever get the fire to smoulder.
Let alone a rising ember,
I'm just tryna get until the end of December!
Blag it through another rotation,
Continue on with my vocal vocation.
Another lap, another victory.
Ah yeah, that's how it sticks to me.
I'm just tryna picture this...
What i'm deeyin on the brink of this!
Inchin forward, itchin for it,
Retreat to back alleys kick the shit out of a bin,
Quick!
Retreat to the crib, a little kip cannit hurt nowt,
Burnt out from bumpin metaphorical mettys,
West runninfrom horrible checkies,
Now I'm canny shattered.
These people's presence is attached to past havoc,
So suffice to say I might've been a tad dramatic,
I cannit really hack it when ya reach out to grab iz,
So I panic in the static as your face makes a white noise,
And you make a fine point.
When you say get over,
It's another plumet on my dozy rollercoaster...
And these, streets!
They wink at us
Beats reminiscent of similar incidents,
Memory attendants grimly clip admission tickets,
Turnstyle clicks, now sit!
Ascend as you as you attempt to reminisce,
But it's-
No mention of the safety barriers,
All aboard yourcrazy carriages.
Will you depend on gravity for clarity?
Or just step out the queue?
If the carnage Is non compulsory, then that's what to do.
I didn't have a choice I was trapped in my situation,
Now I'm,
Partially blamin my sparsity of maintenance,
That's admittedly where some of the blame ends
I was in for startin shit blizzards,
Hurricane heads that couldn't be helped.
Too much bullshit bulgin under the belt,
N always lookin for somethin to tell me get off the ride,
Coz life,
Life, life, life...
Life sometimes swings around,
N it clips ya in ya in ya side,
I'm tryna heal with a little bit of mine.
That was then this is now, and it is a different time,
But this is difficult riding this reminiscent ride.
Life sometimes swings around,
N it clips ya in ya in ya side,
I'm tryna heal with a little bit of mine.
That was then this is now, and it is a different time,
But this is difficult riding this reminiscent ride.
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult riding this reminiscent ride,
Difficult...
Life swings around n it clips ya in ya in ya side,
Life swings around n it clips ya in ya in ya side,
I'm tryna heal with a little bit of mine.
Writer: Tom Conway, Andrzej Kaminski
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid