Letra de Sanctuary
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Yeah stuck on this elevator I swear he ain't moving
Swear I'm doing my best and I'll never do less
Unless somebody got a gun to my head
Swear I'm doing my best and I'll never do less
Unless somebody got a gun to my head
The sun is where I'm heading shining till I'm dead in the bed
The bed sleep in the weekend It's going to fast
Sometimes I feel like it will never end
Sometimes it never lasts
But that's okay because half the time I never know what day it is
Anyways I'll keep repeating I'm just going to keep playing it
Like pubg last alive my hands sweaty shacking I seen the patient
I've been away ages check the label check the table
Guess I'm able to be something different more then what I thought
I accumulated something greater more than what I lost
I'm a lost soul bring the heat up still cold
Numbers in my billfold
Thunder in the hill cold
With the beamer real slow
I've been living real low
I just want to chill though way up in the hills woah
Born in 92 but feeling like I'm close to 98
All I do is sit inside my room I rather hide away
Got some time to kill don't know if I sign a deal
Oh I know I'm going to keep doing this to my mind is healed
I've been spinning around and running in circles
I need a curfew been like they working
Never end and never going to finish till I find my purpose
Kind of nervous with feature has the store
There's the door open up and close the other one
I need some more
Opportunities need something new to me
This ordinary every other day is getting in the way
Of what I'm soon to be
I know it takes a minute for success
I hope that I don't blow it
The only way from here is up and there's no sign of slowing
The bed sleep in the weekend It's going to fast
Sometimes I feel like it will never end
Sometimes it never lasts
But that's okay because half the time I never know what day it is
Anyways I'll keep repeating I'm just going to keep playing it
Like pubg last alive my hands sweaty shacking I seen the patient
I've been away ages check the label check the table
Guess I'm able to be something different more then what I thought
I accumulated something greater more than what I lost
I'm a lost soul bring the heat up still cold
Numbers in my billfold
Thunder in the hill cold
With the beamer real slow
I've been living real low
I just want to chill though way up in the hills woah
Born in 92 but feeling like I'm close to 98
All I do is sit inside my room I rather hide away
Got some time to kill don't know if I sign a deal
Oh I know I'm going to keep doing this to my mind is healed
I've been spinning around and running in circles
I need a curfew been like they working
Never end and never going to finish till I find my purpose
Kind of nervous with feature has the store
There's the door open up and close the other one
I need some more
Opportunities need something new to me
This ordinary every other day is getting in the way
Of what I'm soon to be
I know it takes a minute for success
I hope that I don't blow it
The only way from here is up and there's no sign of slowing
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