Lyrics
yeah, gabriel black, yeah, got a brand new house, slightly used whip, that shit cost me bank, probably sound so lit, but i'm sittin' here never doin' shit, jerkin' off, not writin' no damn fuckin' hits, yeah, i grew some wings, it's not how it seems, 'cause i still can't fly even in my dreams, and it's cold up here, been alone for days, most times i wish i broke this cage, i'm ridin' in, my carcass is wearin' thin, i feel like vomitin', within my crystal cage, my crystal cage, my crystal cage, my crystal cage, my crystal cage, pretty purple walls, how they lock me in, golden chandelier, couple rocks in them, wish it felt as good as it almost looked, there's no fairy tale in this fuckin' book, but the picture's nice, i was dressed just right, and i smiled big, showed my fangs and bling, as i'm lookin' down from this carousal, goin' round and round, i'm spinning out, i'm ridin' in, my carcass is wearin' thin, and i feel like vomitin', within my crystal cage, my crystal cage, my crystal cage, my crystal cage, my crystal cage
Song details
Artist: black, gabriel