To Rate★ intro ★
Got nobody making me feel good now
★ verse 1 ★
I'm bout to blow this bitch up, tired of the scene
All these third stringers acting like an all-star team
But when i slide, i take it to the extreme
On the left side of this american dream
Till there's raindrops on a young cinderella
And it don't stop, top stays up like an umbrella
Now i'm at her apartment, took a ride
Now i'm hoping that she'll let me inside
'cause you gotta know i
★ chorus ★
Got nobody making me feel good now
I need somebody to show me how to get along
Tryna play nice feels so wrong
I'd rather bе honest
Talk my shit, i gotta let this out
Do you understand what i'm talking about?
Am i crazy? maybе a touch
Got a few loose screws after gripping the clutch like so
★ verse 2 ★
Sleepless till i see the sun
'cause the work is never done
For this loose cannon on the run
And i need peace but war is fun
I need peace but war is fun
Come and see me, everyone
Working underneath the gun
★ chorus ★
Got nobody making me feel good now
I need somebody to show me how to get along
Tryna play nice feels so wrong
I'd rather be honest
Talk my shit, what do i gotta do
To be understood when i am talking to you?
Am i crazy? maybe a touch
Got a few loose screws after gripping the clutch like so
★ bridge ★
Everyday i get close to my demise
But i do not feel the need to apologize
I learn to swim i'm planning my return
As i take all my bridges and i let em burn
In this blaze of glory i swan dive
Straight into the river knowing i'll survive
Stay true to myself and never stop
'cause i knew that when i started
It was lonely at the top and now i
★ chorus 3 ★
Got nobody making me feel good now
I need somebody to show me how to get along
Tryna play nice feels so wrong
I'd rather be honest
Talk my shit, i gotta let this out
Do you understand what i'm talking about
Am i crazy? maybe a touch
Got a few loose screws after gripping the clutch like so
"Black Pontiac - I NEED PEACE BUT WAR IS FUN" is a high-energy song that captures the feeling of being fed up with the status quo and ready to shake things up. The lyrics speak to a sense of rebellion and a desire for authenticity, even if it means going against the grain. The chorus emphasizes the need for someone to understand and support the singer's perspective, even if it may seem unconventional. The bridge reflects a sense of resilience and determination to stay true to oneself, no matter the challenges faced. Overall, this song combines raw emotion with a defiant spirit, creating a powerful anthem for those who refuse to conform.
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