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King cobra snake


Artist: Faya
Artist's Description
This song is about dealing with bad situations when it comes to people close to you.

Genre(s): Hip-hop/Rap, R-n-B, General Hip Hop, General Rap, General R-n-B
Mood(s): Anxious, Mournful, Sad, Thoughtful
Style(s): Heartbreak
Language(s): English
King cobra snakeStandard License:$75.00
Extended License:$150.00
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king cobra snake

By Faya
Yeah I made my mistakes but you're not a saint,
and I made some decisions that you couldn't make,
you were breaking promises I never thought you would break,
you're not a queen but a king cobra snake, well fxxxing aint you,
acting like I somehow framed you, acting like an angel,
and everybody falsely blames you, but I see no difference from the woman that made you,
I mean forever means never in your own little language,
the severe the better when you're doing damage,
it's like I'm a cursed man handing blessings, I dont get it,
I gave this girl my heart I swear she can keep it,
if she can't be the one I don't really need it,
I keep my distance from these girls tell them I got my reasons,
I know that you can't see it but I've got feelings I'm just another human being,
swear I can be around everyone I know and still feel alone,
I know I could've done better but I did you no wrong.

Keeping my guard up, keeps getting harder
So I build up my walls up, they’re ten feet tall
And I feel not a feeling at all, I feel not a feeling at all.

The chain round my neck feels like a rope,
I breathe you in and think that I choke,
I feel the stress lurk, I feel my chest burn,
and to say goodbye is what I'll last learn.
the past never glorified me, and I don’t want it stored inside me,
I´m so balanced that sometimes it´s the wrongs that right me.
it’s funny how they tried to tell me there’s a calm before the storm,
it’s funny how roses define beauty but are covered in thorns,
luck's not in my system and happiness is a luxury that I can't afford,
next time I'll let you break me, baby, I don't want to bend no more.

Keeping my guard up, keeps getting harder
So I build up my walls up, they’re ten feet tall
And I feel not a feeling at all, I feel not a feeling at all.

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