Текст Moby Rich – Currents

Currently the currency for gettin’ out of home is
Showin’ that your baby fat is fadin’ next to bone, then
Oh, I’m always provin’ myself
Just keep your application

I don’t like where this current’s carryin’ me
Oh, drop me off at the next stop
I’d rather swim upstream
Than let this current carry me
I don’t like where this current’s carryin’ me
Oh, drop me off at the next stop
I’d rather swim upstream
Than let this current carry me

First day was grade A
And never looked back since then
Full-grown, on my own
Not lookin’ for opinions
Oh, I’m sick of foolin’ myself
Don’t need a map to guide me
Burnin’, sometimes fun is lonely

I don’t like where this current’s carryin’ me
Oh, drop me off at the next stop
I’d rather swim upstream

I don’t like where this current’s carryin’ me
Oh, drop me off at the next stop
I’d rather swim upstream
Than let this current carry me
I don’t like where this current’s carryin’ me
Oh, drop me off at the next stop
I’d rather swim upstream
Than let this current carry me