​boots - Brooklyn Gamma [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
It ain't as good as it gets
And if you got holes all over your chest
My best day's your worst day
Worst day is my best phrase
That's just what I get
Rub, squeezin' my neck
The things I forget
Lost in my hotel room
Motion and back soon
That's what we get
Flies licking my face
I'm 'bout to close off on this race
Break ground, start again
Break ground, start again
Get what we can get
Poison on my plate
I'm lovin' all the same
There's hands on my wrist
In the form of a fist
In the form of a kiss
Light up the sky

[Verse 2]
Showing off your bag
Showing off when you're dead
Cut open the clone
You were wearing all my clothes
Well that's just what I get
It ain't as good as it gets
If you got holes all over your head
Windows on my table
Window in the rearview
And in the palm of my hand the form of a fist

[Hook]
At least I'm home
For the lucky ones
Until I do
At least I'm home
For the lucky ones
Until I do

Light up the sky
You light up the sky
Light up the sky
Light up the sky
Light up the sky

Light up the sky
Light up the sky
Light up the sky
Light up the sky
Light up the sky

At least I'm home
For the lucky ones
Light up the sky
Light up the sky
For the lucky ones