Texty

Ohhh, woahhh Nah, woahhh Nah, woahhh Ohhh, woahhh Woke this morning, desperation again Ting I've been minking won't meet me again Head's all empty and full of the shame Thoughts I'm thinking go down the drain And I feel just like a roach on its back And there's no way for me to get up She will get me like a case of anthrax And that's something that I don't want to catch Try to control where I go with my mind Nothing in here, got plenty of time Only yesterday, I said to myself The things I'm doing ain't good for my health And I feel just like a roach on its back And there's no way for me to get up Shit will get me like a case of anthrax And that's something that I don't want to catch Shit will get me like a case of anthrax And that's something that I don't want to catch, yeah Ohhh, woahhh Nah, woahhh Nah, woahhh Ohhh, woahhh What you waiting for, yeah? For you to change your mind Don't you get it? You hurt my pride Another day For you to tell me lies When you gonna say it? Tell me why, tell me Are you trying to break me? Tell me why, lovers always shade me Tell me why, this ain't gonna shake me Ohhh, woahhh Nah, woahhh Nah, woahhh Ohhh, woahhh
Writer(s): Roy Nnawuchi, Tyson Mcvey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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