Nice track by HARLEM
Artist about the track:
After we die, it will be like we never existed. Our body will cool in a couple minutes; people will get used to our absence in a few days; and within a few years no one will remember we ever stepped in this planet. Everything we give a shit won’t have any value anymore. Honestly, what’s the point of it? In the end, it doesn’t even matter. It will be all and only “pictures in my head”…
LYRICS:
pictures in my head, when i’ll be dead, will you miss me that bad? we both have too much things unsaid you better bet it’s easy to forget the ones you love make that joke till ain’t none of it tick tick tick we tryna play the victim one two three they call me anything oh fuck it, now she’s under me made a heart broke till ain’t none of it slow slow slow can’t you hold that grip? go go go your clock, it ticks like this bo bo bo bothers me, feeling it slip… pictures in my head, when i’ll be dead, will you miss me that bad? we both have too much things unsaid you better bet it’s easy to forget the ones you love sundays go in a slower pace point this gun right into my face i’m looking for a single tip for why ma’ feeling so like shit can we all get used to a life with no connection? there’s a hundred thousand ways to hide our imperfections and i hope that you and I can feel some real affection to blow these fucking pictures in my head, when i’ll be dead, will you miss me that bad? we both have too much things unsaid oh, she was so wet it’s easy to regret the things undone
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