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Johnny Burnette

Dellacore Vol. 1

Truth

Truth I feel like telling the truth

I feel like telling the truth

And I say sorry so much

And I say sorry so much

And it means nothing to you

And it means nothing to you

I ADDED DISTORTION BY KICKING MY AMP

GUESS IM LIKE JOHNNY BURNETTE

I feel like cillian the way my eyes bulging out of my head when I rap

Pop out my head when I act

Pop imbedded from my past

Singing like I’m Nathan ruess

Put it on video I’m Nathan kress

BITCH IM UP NEXT

Paul pierce I’m the truth

And I say sorry so much

And I say sorry so much

And it means nothing to you

And it means nothing to you

My head is stuck on the island

My heart is really in london

Paris, Texas, Cali

Bars but the beats staying louder

Man I was never one to draw the line I wouldn't seasaw it

Man I wish that she saw it

I'm dancing between the raindrops I needed somewhere to think i feel the music the pain stops

I picture you in the same top

Or honestly really with no top

Then I see me in between using my face as a seat

Then I get up make a beat Im like Basquiat painting corners green

Saw it in the stars, thought I heard the truth, realized it's a promise nothing's what it seems. I was on a path, tryna find myself, talked to mountains and the trees, all I need now's a movie directed by me All of these tracks are a score to my dreams

The other side of where we were was too green