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rodger cashew
rodger cashew
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
fulton richards
fulton richards
Producer

Testi

(Ha) Oh, you're stopping right through I should have said "What's up," but I'm too busy not trying to bruise (Even thinking of this shit) You got me cutting to feel loose Maybe chasing something new, is it poison for me? You're like a gun that doesn't shoot I know I'm not one for talking, but I'll take it out on you Don't do what I do Falling through the surface, don't help me So different around me, it's never what I want I don't wanna look around at all 'Cause I'd be dead on the cement before I'd listen to you talk (Hey) I used to think that it wasn't too late to call it off But it was, and I keep giving up, 'cause it kills me Is it really the things I never said? 'Cause you say everything for me instead I wish it was easy for you to forget It's my luck, isn't it? Get you out of my head, I'm done feeling It's just something I never thought to stay I'll be gone, but I still carry the blame You did me fake, and you threw me away It's stupid, all down the drain So sorry, shooting my brains on the ceiling I got nothing to lose I only got a couple things that I've been dying to prove (Oh) In my head, I can't remove Stuck in here, don't have a clue Is it poison for me? You're like a gun that doesn't shoot I know I'm not one for talking, but I'll take it out on you Don't do what I do Falling through the surface, don't help me So different around me, you're poison
Writer(s): Rodger Cashew Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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