Akono Miles

Akono Miles - Phantom lyrics

rate me

I been slippin' off I been trippin' off

I've been thinking of drinking

The only thing that got me feeling fine

Feeling so European

Although reality still mad at me

Making it seem that success is only made

For those who got it in their genes

DNA testing taught me a lesson

That is nowhere to be seen

Play with the cards that I got and try

To switch up my fate

Cause my faith about to faint

From the forces I take right?

Feeling so concealed

Like the phantom of the opera

This Cuba Libre rum and coca cola

Got me on this Ikea sofa

Watching reruns of the shows

I used to know back when I was

For guess nostalgia came through the door

Tryna recollect these moments

From the past that didn't last too long

Pass the baton

I meant bong

Either way I'm in a relay race

Were weed stays place

Next to that Lana Del Rey vinyl

Feelings brewing with the music

Staring at this portrait

Of a fortress in a European country

Like shit

I wish I could teleport from the weed

And the new ports to the airport

To just transport myself

Over these from here

Steer that auto the wrong direction

Maybe than you might see a new perspective

Of life it's called death haa

What's next after

All the drugs and the virgin love

And the Persian rugs

Is still you that person you was

Before the buzz?

Do you love me?

For what I can be?

Or do you love me?

Cause I can't be?

Simple like them

Simple like them

I ain't got a tempo like them

Can't keep up with the rhythm

I got gotta blend with it then

Like that sugar and coffee

That Pylon

I just need some space

To get my dome back to home

Feeling so concealed

Like the phantom of the opera

This Cuba Libre rum and coca cola

Got me on this Ikea sofa

Watching reruns of the shows

I used to know back when I was

For guess nostalgia came through the door

Feeling so concealed

Like the phantom of the opera

This Cuba Libre rum and coca cola

Got me on this Ikea sofa

Watching reruns of the shows

I used to know back when I was

For guess nostalgia came through the door

Emotions are too messy

Balaindo tango con el diablo

Balaindo tango con el diablo

Balaindo tango con el diablo, cuidado!

Balaindo tango con el diablo, cuidado!

Comments on my arrogance?

Like I don't get plenty

Play this record by the time

That I'm the age of twenty

And tell me I'm not a legend

See the progression of an adolescent

Predicted the future

But for now I ain't sharing the present

Feeling so concealed

Like the phantom of the opera

This Cuba Libre rum and coca cola

Got me on this Ikea sofa

Watching reruns of the shows

I used to know back when I was

For guess nostalgia came through the door

Feeling so concealed

Like the phantom of the opera

This Cuba Libre rum and coca cola

Got me on this Ikea sofa

Watching reruns of the shows

I used to know back when I was

For guess nostalgia came through the door

Came through the door

Came through the door

Nostalgia came through the door

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