Gibran Vega



Personil: Gibran Vega

Sejak: 2019

Dari: Tangerang Selatan, Banten

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My name is GIbran Vega, i was born in Jakarta, ever since i was kid, i've always wanted to make something that people could relate to. i grew up with David Bowie, The Strokes, Tyler, the Creator, Mac Demarco and The Smiths. i would say those are my bigges

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/gibranvega/

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URL : https://youtu.be/7sVZxcPtsC4


peaked in high school!

this is basically me reminiscing about my high school days. you know how everything was simpler back then? all we ever did was hang out at places that we thought was 'cool', avoiding assigments like the flu, climbing up that social ladder, go out on friday, went back home on sunday. call it a quarter life crisis if you will. being in your early twenties, feeling lost, not knowing what to do. so you go back to the good old days where nothing seems to worry you except for that damn math test on wednesday that nobody told me about (yes i still think about the time where i got 15/100). looking back at it now, everything was superficial at best but then again, it was nice while it lasted. 





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Lyrics Every waking hour You feel a bit sour Never mind cereal Get something for dinner Boxed Kraft looks nice Swiped daddy's card Cut down the grass Sit on the yard Little fashion brand Superior in demand Everybody wants you Can't afford not to When you look that way Darling, I'm impressed Honey, you look great It was worth the wait I'll string a couple of lights And watch them trickle down your wall Oh crocodile tears Everything is fine Every little piece I like Just how I remember them Drifting, fading, floating out of control Slow your horses my knight in shining armor You wanna play your cards But I guessed it quite right You should be surprised Oh, you should be terrified Figured out attention was the only thing you're after I'm tired of your sequels Just get this shit over You wanna make things right And you wanna talk it out And you're losing your touch Fuck, you bore me now Guess it's time to end You were just a phase The prettiest around The talk of the town I'll string a couple of lights And watch them trickle down your wall Oh crocodile tears Everything is fine Every little piece I like Just how I remember them Drifting, fading, floating out of control Slow your horses my knight in shining armor So the story goes [by Gibran Vega}

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