Vendetta - Phlake
Composed by：August Fogh/Jonathan Elkær/Mads Bo Iversen/Troels Nielsen/Gisli Gislason
All my feelings feel way too much for me
Now I'm freaking
But I ain't got time for that right now
So I keep bailing
All these deals I make with myself when I fall asleep
'Cause these days I don't have a dream
How will I ever grow
With this handful of seeds
I'm fed up get me out of scene
I'm tryna let it go
I keep haunting my dreams
I'm fed up I can't fall asleep
Can't fall asleep
Hold up
I'm picking up the pieces
No luck
I've been running on my knees
Ain't nobody told me
How hard it is to hug your enemies
I'm getting there slowly
Got a Vendetta with the why used to be
My emotions playing an ambush on me but I see them coming
An army's suited up for war but they shoot for nothing
I keep telling on myself I'm my own worst enemy
But these days I trick myself to sleep
How will I ever grow
With this handful of seeds
How will I ever know how
What I see
I'm tryna let it go
I keep haunting my dreams
I'm fed up I can't fall asleep
Can't fall asleep
Hold up
I'm picking up the pieces
No luck
I've been running on my knees
Ain't nobody told me
A is the arch-enemy
I'm getting there slowly
Got a Vendetta with the way I used to be
Searching for all the wicked thoughts
They keep 'em cooking on my mind
Searching for all the wicked thoughts
They keep 'em cooking on my mind
Searching for all the wicked thoughts
They keep 'em cooking on my mind
Searching for all the wicked thoughts
They keep 'em cooking on my mind
Searching for all the wicked thoughts
They keep 'em cooking on my mind
Searching for all the wicked thoughts
They keep 'em cooking on my mind
Searching for all the wicked thoughts
They keep 'em cooking on my mind
Searching for all the wicked thoughts
They keep 'em cooking on my mind
