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