Lyrics

Lately, I'm feeling numb Lately, I wanna run Lately, my world is broke Lately, ice on my tongue Maybe you are the son Maybe I am the gun Maybe, I pull the clip Maybe you better run Maybe you are the son Maybe I am the gun Maybe, I pull the clip Maybe you better run Truth is I'm not a kid but a parasite Too much blood, might have some other people terrified And you might know exactly where I sleep at night But I could be a problem You should lay low, what you gon' try? If you want smoke, we can take it outside 'Cause the door's not far away Yeah, the door's not far away Maybe you are the son Maybe I am the gun Maybe, I pull the clip Maybe you better run Maybe you are the son Maybe I am the gun Maybe, I pull the clip Maybe you better run I don't wanna talk much All the words I speak see disease and the toxins Feelings being perpetrated Scratched walls in the rooms of the renovation I need ghosts, I need ghosts in the hall We can make a toast for the host when he calls But I don't wanna talk much Feelings being perpetrated Scratched walls in the rooms of the renovation You should lay low, what you gon' try? If you want smoke, we can take it outside 'Cause the door's not far away Yeah, the door's not far away If you come close, bet you gon' see Take a fat chance, you can take it on me 'Cause the door's not far away Yeah, the door's not far away Maybe you are the son Maybe I am the gun Maybe, I pull the clip Maybe you better run Maybe you are the son Maybe I am the gun Maybe, I pull the clip Maybe you better run I'm that problem (Yeah, he is) Say something (Hahahaha) I'm that problem (He's the problem) You say nothing (Maybe I am the gun) I'm that problem Say something I'm that problem You say nothing (You better run Maybe you are the son Maybe I am the gun Maybe, I pull the clip Maybe you better run Maybe you are the son Maybe I am the gun Maybe, I pull the clip Maybe you better run)
Writer(s): Richard Barrett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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