Akono Miles
Текст песни Phantom

I been slippin' off I been trippin' off
I've been thinking of drinking
The only thing that got me feeling fine
Feeling so European
Although reality still mad at me
Making it seem that success is only made
For those who got it in their genes
DNA testing taught me a lesson
That is nowhere to be seen
Play with the cards that I got and try
To switch up my fate
Cause my faith about to faint
From the forces I take right?

Feeling so concealed
Like the phantom of the opera
This Cuba Libre rum and coca cola
Got me on this Ikea sofa
Watching reruns of the shows
I used to know back when I was
For guess nostalgia came through the door

Tryna recollect these moments
From the past that didn't last too long
Pass the baton
I meant bong
Either way I'm in a relay race
Were weed stays place
Next to that Lana Del Rey vinyl
Feelings brewing with the music
Staring at this portrait
Of a fortress in a European country
Like shit
I wish I could teleport from the weed
And the new ports to the airport
To just transport myself
Over these from here
Steer that auto the wrong direction
Maybe than you might see a new perspective
Of life it's called death haa
What's next after
All the drugs and the virgin love
And the Persian rugs
Is still you that person you was
Before the buzz?
Do you love me?
For what I can be?
Or do you love me?
Cause I can't be?
Simple like them
Simple like them
I ain't got a tempo like them
Can't keep up with the rhythm
I got gotta blend with it then
Like that sugar and coffee
That Pylon
I just need some space
To get my dome back to home

Feeling so concealed
Like the phantom of the opera
This Cuba Libre rum and coca cola
Got me on this Ikea sofa
Watching reruns of the shows
I used to know back when I was
For guess nostalgia came through the door
Feeling so concealed
Like the phantom of the opera
This Cuba Libre rum and coca cola
Got me on this Ikea sofa
Watching reruns of the shows
I used to know back when I was
For guess nostalgia came through the door

Emotions are too messy
Balaindo tango con el diablo
Balaindo tango con el diablo
Balaindo tango con el diablo, cuidado!
Balaindo tango con el diablo, cuidado!
Comments on my arrogance?
Like I don't get plenty
Play this record by the time
That I'm the age of twenty
And tell me I'm not a legend
See the progression of an adolescent
Predicted the future
But for now I ain't sharing the present

Feeling so concealed
Like the phantom of the opera
This Cuba Libre rum and coca cola
Got me on this Ikea sofa
Watching reruns of the shows
I used to know back when I was
For guess nostalgia came through the door
Feeling so concealed
Like the phantom of the opera
This Cuba Libre rum and coca cola
Got me on this Ikea sofa
Watching reruns of the shows
I used to know back when I was
For guess nostalgia came through the door
Came through the door
Came through the door
Nostalgia came through the door