Chris Miles

Wake Up

Chris Miles


So sick of playing these games, it's
Impossible for me to ever ever be happy, yeah
And I'm so sick of doing the same shit
I just wanna sleep a tad bit, more
More, more, more

I don't want to die
I'm in a elevator with Snoop Dogg
And I just got a contact high
So everything better except the cheddar except when
I start to close my eyes, or did I already close my eyes
I don't even know if I'm dreaming, I ain't no genius
Got anxiety from my brain to my penis
Man I know that I'm sleeping
So why the hell am I stressed?
This is usually the way that I'm escaping the best?
It's kinda like, kinda like
Like a coping method
No prevention, I just want the pain to be less
Like, like

Oh, you sleeping?
Wake up, wake up
You know that you are facing the death
And by napping so quit the bullshit and wake up
This is not the way to resolve all your problems
You coward, so stop and and wake up
Either way you gon' be hating your day
So you might as well stop and wake up

Imma stay asleep until I'm senior
Hopping all these fences
Where the grass is never greener
Got a girl on my mind named Christina
We netflix and chill when like no one can see us
So why would I wake up?
Got no reason
No five-o, on my mind I'm cheesing
I do what I want till I'm not even breathing
I wake up on weekends like strictly for tweaking
I take off my week, this is made of my bitch
People that's talking, they oftenly switch
So I close off my mind
Pay no mind to that shit, yeah, yeah
It is what it is
Either hit or you miss
See the flick of the wrist
I'm too busy with this
To be worried about that
Stuck in my mind, I'm trapped
Let it ride, yeah, yeah

Let it ride (skrt, skrt)
Let it ride
Let it ride (aye)

Compositores: Christopher Miles Marshak (Chris Miles), Scoop Deville
ECAD: Obra #16210468

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