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Caralisc - Feels Like Lyrics



Caralisc - Feels Like Lyrics




Spilled a glass of life on the table
Filled a glass of whine with some people
Chilled a case of mine that's a fable
Kill the story now this is real

Feels like a good time look at my face
Deal with my mind and I'm running on waste
Couples all around they be happy with themselves
Found them on the west side they coming from hell

Where you coming from
Feels like a
Kill

Almost pilled a bottle I was twelve
Fought against the demon and I won
Would be one more time had I fell
Only gave me problems as I come

Their in the backstreet looking at gel
Ima come up on the right I'm looking for a cell
Ruts in the road bringing up some more fights
This then makes me feel like I should run a red light

Where you coming from
Feels like a
Kill
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Spilled a glass of life on the table
Filled a glass of whine with some people
Chilled a case of mine that's a fable
Kill the story now this is real

Feels like a good time look at my face
Deal with my mind and I'm running on waste
Couples all around they be happy with themselves
Found them on the west side they coming from hell

Where you coming from
Feels like a
Kill

Almost pilled a bottle I was twelve
Fought against the demon and I won
Would be one more time had I fell
Only gave me problems as I come

Their in the backstreet looking at gel
Ima come up on the right I'm looking for a cell
Ruts in the road bringing up some more fights
This then makes me feel like I should run a red light

Where you coming from
Feels like a
Kill
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Writer: Carl Brong
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Performed By: Caralisc
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Carl Brong
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