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Girl I have a knife But I can't feel my bones World is over when your mom is cold Bitch wants champagne You know I don't go clubbin' With your friends You're so goddamn different Girl I'm done now please don't call my phone All these people say they like my songs hey I'm better off dead, should I end the show? I'm just a rack boy you can ask your hoe Many die, many will survive I'm not apart of this earth, I don't feel alive Fuck you mean you wanna help me again? Bitch you weren't there when my walls caved in Always take chances, I live slow Once the music blows up, then a bitch shows Lookin back like damn where the time go? I never wish death even when I'm low Ima always do me UAV until the casket Happiness and bad days never lasting in the last days I promise you not gunna have shit What matters the most is what's keeping your hope alive Everything that I do, I'm all in When I'm praying on my sins, I'm burning Fuck this, when I'm back from depths, I'll be fighting till my death, til my last fuckin' breath Girl I have a knife But I can't feel my bones World is over when your mom is cold Bitch wants champagne You know I don't go clubbin' With your friends You're so goddamn different Girl I'm done now please don't call my phone All these people say they like my songs hey I'm better off dead, should I end the show? I'm just a rack boy you can ask your hoe
Writer(s): Angel Cabrera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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