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кровь из носа - riot 2 // album: california rocket fuel: pt. 2
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кровь из носа
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Ватлин Антон Андреевич
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I just put a xanny under my tongue (Now it hits me right in my dome!) (Too much...) that's shit ease my anxiety (Too much...) fill the black holes inside of me (Aye, look) i was in this shit and way before i get paid (know it!) You ain't know how many shit i had to make (know it!) It's was hella crowded 'round me - most of them were fake I try to let it go, but it seems - it's too late You gotta put my shoes on - same size (don't worry) You gotta put my shoes on - same size (don't worry) You gotta put my shoes on (don't worry) You gotta put my shoes on (don't worry) Black benz, backseat I'm on benzos, i am a brainsick My mind racing, racing Let my english off the leash - call it brexit (shit, i'm tired) I got too many reasons to start a riot Knock them motherfuckers and store them to different piles I repla-pla-place them And move my girl to the isles (A hint) play cops and robbers on them pills and potions (A hint) don't aske me if i want to spray y'all roaches (A hint) i opens up about my fair emotions (You dig) they left me bleeding, hommie, that's the closure (Aye, look) i was in this shit and way before i get paid (know it!) You ain't know how many shit i had to make (know it!) It's was hella crowded 'round me - most of them were fake I try to let it go, but it seems - it's too late You gotta put my shoes on - same size (don't worry) You gotta put my shoes on - same size (don't worry) You gotta put my shoes on (don't worry) You gotta put my shoes on (don't worry) You gotta fight, just put them gloves on Hit it couple times and watch the garbage just blows off I reminiscing my old music - there was no soul A heartless kid just fuck around with bunch of bozos I fell asleep, i see my room, sometimes i start to cry The place where i got all my wounds - i see it every night Baby toys, snot and tears, my beggings and screams Just beat the shit out of me one more time - somehow i guilt She said i start to skip my meds too early (just keep going) She kind, with the deepless eyes, Smiling, curly (oh, yeah, i love her) She said it's my ptsd, i said excuse me If there is somebody on the heaven, why'd you choose me?! (why?) I'm just try to having fun I'm just try to having fun I'm just try to having fun I'm just try to having fun I'm just try to having fun I'm just try to having fun I'm just try to having fun Now try to walk a fucking mile Yeah, its hard, yeah it's hard You goota put my shoes on Yeah, its hard, yeah it's hard You goota put my shoes on
Writer(s): ватлин антон андреевич Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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