Songtext zu 'Cortisol' von Kooma

Worry not, little pigeon
It's been city living from the get go
Open up the blinds, see a sign to metro
Under the street lights, green, saying
Let's go
Why your feathers ruffling up?
It's a lot, taking it in
So I can begin to have a
Thicker skin than I should permit
And I don't want to admit
That I reminisce 'cause I've been
Trying to relive to try to forgive
Is that wrong? It feels wrong when I say it
Stuck on the one thought and replay it
It's not gone a year on
I'm starting to think of how it would be if the tape got caught
It's her plan and her choice so she did it
Began to get coin but she said it
My lifespan is destroyed
I'm starting to think it won't pay off
Cause I've got I've got

Cortisol in my coffin I've got
Cortisol in my coffin I've got
Cortisol in my coffin you'll find

Up in the air if it was a good call or not
To me it was irrelevant 'cause I wanted control

Telemarketing to pay the bills
Bargaining to get the kill
Targeting the sick, the guilt is eating her alive
Disheartening a chick of skill
Hardening a mix, a tilt
Harnessing a thicker pill
Easing by, I can't do this anymore
Open the door, I'll be
Out on the porch, knowing I swore I wouldn't
Pull anymore shit on you guys
You've done enough for me swear to God in a lifetime

Got me tied up at a roadblock
Quick hide the weed and the gunbox
Officer walks up, knock knock
Hey there, what can I do for you?
Caught her listening to butt rock
Down low, two joints in her sock
Turn a blind eye just once
Might look good, but God damn
I've got I've got