A remix to the Jorja Smith song “Blue Lights.” While Jorja’s song is about police, Wombat’s remix is about sad / melancholy / lonely / negative thoughts, evident in the lyrical content of the song.
These synonyms are usually symbolized through the colour blue, hence the title & melancholic fee...
[Producer Tag]
Damn, Mizzy Mauri got the beats
[Verse 1]
Yeah
I guess it has come to this
I was stuck in a rip till I sunk with the ship
Stubborn as shit, sick in the gut, mixing uppers with bricks
Got addicted to drugs I was under a script
Been recovering since, feeling fucked, I crumble to bits
But it's nothing, pick me up & I'll run with the wind
Still got something to give, man I wasn't such a troublesome kid
Bumpin a cig, gettin drunk on the piss
Got no trust in the biz, just got lust for fucks that I give
I'm feelin numb when it comes to this business
Pick up the pen I ain't done with this shit
What, you thinking I must've quit? These other cunts, they got nothin on this
Even my haters know, but am I the same or am I changin tho?
Every mistake I'vе made you'd think maybe so
That's just the way it goеs, tryna escape the chains that restrain us
Can we break it? Let's just take it slow
[Chorus #1]
How, are you meant to deal with a mental illness?
Downed, many many pills, are you meant to feel this?
How, are you meant to deal with a mental illness?
How? How?
How, are you meant to deal with a mental illness?
Downed, many many pills, are you meant to feel this?
How, are you meant to deal with a mental illness?
Down, Down
Yeah
[Verse 2]
I love to blaze, but the drugs are somethin I've come to hate
Cause they're fuckin my mates plus I'm underweight with a sunken face
I've done mistakes, man I feel disgusted my stomach aches
I jump the stage just to get unstuck from this stubborn state
But nothin changed, man I'm feelin rough when it comes to fame
Yeah, and I feel like HUSKii I'll Numb my Brain
Cunts'll say I look like a junkie "It's such a shame"
But I don't touch it mate I'm just puffing J's till my lungs decay
Yeah fuck it aye, cause I'm at the stage where you face the facts
& safe to say that I ain't been makin no major stacks
I'm scrapin cash, tickin a tenner but never payed you back
It's crazy as, sick in the head, so I guess I'll make a track
But I don't give or take to rap, I'm expressin suppressed aggression
When I was 11 i was dreading every second lesson
Sick of getting threatened, I'll confess it, nearly lead too necking
Like fuck the world, depression sets in, but it begs the question
[Chorus #1]
How, are you meant to deal with a mental illness?
Downed, many many pills, are you meant to feel this?
How, are you meant to deal with a mental illness?
How? How?
How, are you meant to deal with a mental illness?
Downed, many many pills, are you meant to feel this?
How, are you meant to deal with a mental illness?
Down, Down
Yeah
[Verse 3]
When life is going so fast
Holdin' onto a moment I hope it'll last
Although I was broken, I know that I'm over my past
I've chosen a path, but I suppose you know it gets hard
The only way I would cope was smoking alone in the dark
Loathin but tokin the grass, moping then choking, I gasp
Over and over, emotions I mask
It ain't a joke it's like I've frozen my heart, I wish could go to the start
But nah, been mucking up my decisions
I should've stuck to vision like who the fuck am I kidding?
From bugging to wigging, I usually trust but I'm trippin
& soon enough I'll be flippin, abusing drugs, it's a given
My mood is jumping & dipping, I'm stupid, fuck it I'm quitting
& you can stuff your opinion cause I'm too stubborn to listen, shit
I might die convinced I'm crazy like my mind is Schiz'
Confined within a psyche asylum vibin to the rhymes I spit
[Bridge: Jorja Smith]
Oh, You better run when you hear the sirens coming
Oh, You better run when you hear the sirens coming
Don't run when you hear the sirens coming
Better run when you hear the sirens coming
When you hear the sirens coming, the blue lights are coming for you
[Chorus #2: Jorja Smith]
(I wanna turn those blue lights)
What have you done?
(Into strobe lights)
There's no need to run
(Not blue flashing lights)
If you've done nothing wrong
(Maybe fairy lights)
Blue lights should just pass you by
[Outro: Jorja Smith & "Dizzee Rascal"]
"Blud, when you hear the sirens coming"
Don't you run when you hear the sirens coming
"Blud, when you hear the sirens coming"
Blue Lights (Remix) was written by Wombat.
Blue Lights (Remix) was produced by Mizzy Mauri.
Wombat released Blue Lights (Remix) on Mon Sep 21 2020.