Juice WRLD - Sometimes (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Juice WRLD - Sometimes (en) Lyrics
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Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, uh
I wanna be by my lonely
I pop these Perc' by my lonely
I put in work by my lonely
.40 on me, you know it’s my homie
I take these Perc' by my lonely
.40 on me, you know that's my homie
My mind sometimes gets dark and wild
My mind sometimes
I don’t wan' be bothered
Inhale, exhale, breathing
just got a little harder
I mean well, I mean well
All's well, it ends well
Inhale, exhale
Losing my sanity, probably
I'll see you in hell
Yeah, I'ma meet you there
As of lately, my demons,
they bother me
When I'm sleeping, they
sitting on top of me
And wherever I go, they'll follow me
I fell into the pit and
it's bottomless
They want my soul but
it isn’t my property
Try to take it from me,
demonic robbery
Crazy the way that the
devil’ll lie to me
Just leave me alone, I could
do better on my own
I get high off my ass on my own
Paranoia is strong
What if she don't love me no more?
I hope I’m wrong
.40 on me, you know it's my homie, uh
I wanna be by my lonely, uh
I take these Perc' by my lonely, uh
.40 on me, you know that’s my homie
Oh, there ain't no place like home
I wanna go back home
I hate the world we know, oh, oh, oh
There ain't no place like home
I hate the world we know
Mind fumbling, fumbling,
fumbling, fumbling
I wonder if, wonder if,
wonder if, wonder if
I'm gonna live, gonna live
All these threats that
I get from my enemies
Wonder why I keep a .
40 right next to me
Scared of niggas running
in my vicinity
I'ma be the killer, ain't
no one killing me
That's a better choice like
voting for Hillary
Where I'm from, niggas
don't give a fuck
So we loadin' up and shootin'
like documentary
Numb to the core
I don't wanna feel shit anymore
I don't wanna feel rich anymore
Know that they want me dead
So I'm takin' meds until
I fall on the floor
I don't know who to call anymore
I don't know what to call it anymore
Tears fall like raindrops, but nah,
I don't wanna ball anymore
Pick up the rock, score
I pill pop some more
Why? It numbs me inside
I know it ain't right, but
it's part of the ride
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