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Symphony (feat. shinn) Video (MV)




Performed By: whiteboicami
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Cameron Valenzuela
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Hopelessly, hoping for a way that I can cope
The picture, perfect family is slowly cracking getting old
From all the fights and the drama, like a chair the way I fold
Back into my own reality, so I don't go indulge
All this petty shit, the type of shit that makes me let it rip
From sativa to the indica, don't matter what it is
If it's going in my lungs, then I gotta make a wish
Blow the smoke up in the air, hope one day that I can quit
My knees are scraped, and bruised, and bleeding, from all this f*cking pleading
All the fakes and self-beating, never thought that you'd be leaving
Imagination, tell you lies of the dreams, that's your wishing
And that's what I never left, to the others I'm just missing
But I'm fine with that, I can roll with that
If no one else is hurting me, then I can live with that
But I'm thinking back, back when I first hit it
It wasn't my own intention to go make it addiction
But every time I take a hit, it's like a symphony
But every time I take a hit, it's a sin for me
But every time I take a hit, I feel free instantly
But every time I take a hit, I'm still the same on me
But every time I take a hit, it's like a symphony
But every time I take a hit, it's a sin for me
But every time I take a hit, I feel free instantly
But every time I take a hit, I'm still the same on me
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English

Hopelessly, hoping for a way that I can cope
The picture, perfect family is slowly cracking getting old
From all the fights and the drama, like a chair the way I fold
Back into my own reality, so I don't go indulge
All this petty shit, the type of shit that makes me let it rip
From sativa to the indica, don't matter what it is
If it's going in my lungs, then I gotta make a wish
Blow the smoke up in the air, hope one day that I can quit
My knees are scraped, and bruised, and bleeding, from all this f*cking pleading
All the fakes and self-beating, never thought that you'd be leaving
Imagination, tell you lies of the dreams, that's your wishing
And that's what I never left, to the others I'm just missing
But I'm fine with that, I can roll with that
If no one else is hurting me, then I can live with that
But I'm thinking back, back when I first hit it
It wasn't my own intention to go make it addiction
But every time I take a hit, it's like a symphony
But every time I take a hit, it's a sin for me
But every time I take a hit, I feel free instantly
But every time I take a hit, I'm still the same on me
But every time I take a hit, it's like a symphony
But every time I take a hit, it's a sin for me
But every time I take a hit, I feel free instantly
But every time I take a hit, I'm still the same on me
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Writer: Cameron Valenzuela
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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