Paroles

What are you doing out in the middle of this field leaving your car? I'm just not sure what he's thinking He's getting back into his car, he's grabbed his bag And from our vantage there's no one around him You know, you wait for these things to end But then you figure how it might wind up He's completely alone This is really starting to worry me, I gotta tell ya I gotta tell ya I been speakin' to the reaper, seein' spirits when I'm sleepin' I been creepin' with them demons, shadows walk through the flames Sippin' blood with the leeches, fuck the God you believe in When I look in the mirror, all I see is disgrace All of this rage, feelin' my face Blood on the end of my blade Can't complain, everything okay Scars on my heart from feelin' this pain Got a knife in my back, can't kill me though Numb to it all, my feelings froze Pray to the sky, Lord, give me hope Bitch, I'm born alone and die alone K holes in my halo, slave for the peso Middle finger, fuck that Land of the free, feed can to the teens Never trust police, bitch, I bust back Fuck the government, never trust that All the people wanna know where the love's at We already know where the fuckin' drugs at Where the guns at, get your scope, blatt Yeah, hey Hey I was in her house with some glass shards Breaking out the back door (Yeah) I'm a bear, she try claw (Yeah) Then I broke her backbone (Yeah) Wild, heard her dad call Pushed me on the damn floor Told me put my pants on I was thinkin' a lot of things, by any means I'll kill this bitch nigga if he try to Take me from the fuckin' girl of my dreams I'll kill first Put his ass in the dirt Body bag 'cause he worth somethin' that hurts And he won't be the first
Writer(s): Jahseh Onfroy, Jordan Serin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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