Stop Calling The Police On Me
Dreamer Isioma"Stop Calling The Police On Me" is a song by Dreamer Isioma, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:13 long and contains 34 lines and 224 words.
0:07Tell me what you think I'm supposed to do
0:11With a life like this, I've got so much to prove, yeah
0:16Day and night, it's me and gorilla glue
0:20Hell of a two
0:22Lights spark the fuse
0:24The smoke clears so beautifully
0:28Stop calling the police on me, yeah
0:32This is not the help I need, no
0:38You don't live the life I lead
0:42You don't see the path I see, no
0:47You don't breathe the air I breathe
0:52We're on different frequencies
0:57So if you had believed in mе
1:00You would have stopped calling the policе on me
1:05Stop calling, just leave me alone
1:09Or I'll hit you with this dial tone
1:13Called me one, two, three times in a row
1:17Uno, uno, dos, tres
1:18I don't want no stress
1:20I don't care where we go
1:23I hope it's far away from home
1:25Late nights in Americana
1:29Dreaming 'bout life in Tropicana, I wanna
1:35Go where family means "ohana", yeah
1:39Call my pharmaceutical doctor
1:43I'm gone, I'm loose
1:46With a life like this, I've got so much to prove, yeah
1:52Day and night, it's me and gorilla glue
1:55Hell of a two
1:57Lights spark the fuse
2:00The smoke clears so beautifully
2:03Stop calling the police on me, yeah
2:08This is not the help I need, no
2:13You don't live the life I lead
Tell me what you think I'm supposed to do With a life like this, I've got so much to prove, yeah Day and night, it's me and gorilla glue Hell of a two Lights spark the fuse The smoke clears so beautifully Stop calling the police on me, yeah This is not the help I need, no You don't live the life I lead You don't see the path I see, no You don't breathe the air I breathe We're on different frequencies So if you had believed in mе You would have stopped calling the policе on me Stop calling, just leave me alone Or I'll hit you with this dial tone Called me one, two, three times in a row Uno, uno, dos, tres I don't want no stress I don't care where we go I hope it's far away from home Late nights in Americana Dreaming 'bout life in Tropicana, I wanna Go where family means "ohana", yeah Call my pharmaceutical doctor I'm gone, I'm loose With a life like this, I've got so much to prove, yeah Day and night, it's me and gorilla glue Hell of a two Lights spark the fuse The smoke clears so beautifully Stop calling the police on me, yeah This is not the help I need, no You don't live the life I lead
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