100 days Songtext
von UMI

Woke up so tired, mind racin′, tongue-tied
I cannot believe the pain I've endured
Front-facin′ my life, feel good, don't feel right
So what the fuck am I supposed to do?

When I woke up this morning, mmh
Told myself that it's brand new
See, when I woke up this morning, baby
I said, "What the fuck am I supposed to do?"

I′ve been up a hundred days, told myself a thousand ways
It′s the same story, new page
Wish that I could numb the pain, sittin' and bumpin′ "Novacane"
It's the same book, new day

Up late all night, mind racin′, tongue-tied
I cannot believe the pain I've еndured
Front-facin′ my life, feel good, don't feel right
So what the fuck am I supposеd to do? (Mmh)


It's on the tip of my tongue, but I wouldn′t say it
If I could, I knew that wouldn′t do (mmh, mmh)
And I was looking for someone that could play the way I do
I thought that was you, ooh, ooh

I've been up a hundred days (oh-oh-oh-oh), told myself a thousand ways
It′s the same story, new page
Wish that I could numb the pain (oh-oh-oh-oh), sittin' and bumpin′ "Novacane"
It's the same book, new day

Up late all night, mind racin′, tongue-tied
I cannot believe the pain I've endured
Front-facin' my life, feel good, don′t feel right
So what the fuck am I supposed to do? (Oh-oh-oh, whoa)

See, I′ve been up all night (oh)
All night (oh-oh-oh), na, na-na, na, na-na
(Oh-oh-oh, whoa) see, I've been up all night (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh-oh-oh, ooh, ooh
Oh-oh-oh, ooh, ooh, ooh

We are going to have a real interview
I got some questions for you, mom, you game? (Maybe)
Okay, where and when were you born?
Alexandria, Louisiana


Yeah, I grew up in Alexandria
There was a close mid-, family of people
Girl, we would always smile at each other
To say good morning or good evening

I thought you said that your grandmother raised you, where was your mom?
′Cause I can't imagine not growing up with my mom
Love, love is action word, action word
That′s what you love to say (and it is true!)

You have any ill will or anger, frustration due to the fact that she left you at such a young age?
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh (still? Still?)
You grieve that? (No, no, I...)
I think I was a dancer, I really learned to love her