Lyrics

Nostalgia putting a hole in my chest I'd risk it all playing russian roulette Giving me that boom Putting another hole in my roof Only way to get the light to come through Dying is the latest fashion But I get up Even though that a nigga is damaged Hit the wood and I try to get passed it Hit the smith and I give em that wvstend Beating you into a confession Tragedy I write sins Looking for my blessings Stuck in a rain coat Jealous I'm always splashing on them when I walk by But I never say a thing like its classified What am I supposed to say When I all this rain is coming out of my eyes Every time I take off my mask What you saw are the things that I cannot take back Mausoleum with my name can't wait To bury all this pain can you Communicate that back to me Wanna see you jumping off the balcony And not like a nightmare Now I only see red Cuz you didn't do what you said Had to put the flood in the lights Now I see the rats and the mice Rather be a snake to you Before you can think of preying on me Never know who my enemies are Walk with a silencer shoot in the dark Nostalgia putting a hole in my chest I'd risk it all playing russian roulette Giving me that boom Putting another hole in my roof Only way to get the light to come through Dying is the latest fashion But I get up Even though that a nigga is damaged Hit the wood and I try to get passed it Hit the smith and I give em that wvstend Beating you into a confession Tragedy I write sins Looking for my blessings
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