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"This shit live and direct, you heard me?" I need a man in a HERESY tee Maybe we can fuck because he dress like me I'm outta town, leavin' this old story Keep myself to myself, don't want involvement (Yeah, yeah, hah) You don't know what I've been through I've seen a lot of shit I can't prove Not one like this (Yeah) And even if I stopped and told you You'd cast me out like a used tool Need replacements (Need replacements, need replacements fuck, yah) (Uh, haah, huh) Live my life solo I'm talking to ghosts, was it all a waste? (Huuh) (Leave me be) Deep in the ocean I'm bathed in salt water, come out again (Huuh) (Come to me) I ain't got a place to stay So, I got a bag to get away When my fam come home (Leave me be) I saw that you had a place (Take my hand) A spot where we could stop the chase (Take my hand, take my hand) Let the bullets load (Come to me) (Take my hand, take my hand, take my hand, take my hand, take my hand) Outta my life, outta my league Why don't you just come and talk to me? Out of my luck, I'm down on it I don't give a fuck, lay me down on him (Huaaagh) Bottom cut and some baggy jeans I do my best to impress him, it's not funny (*Laughter, yeah, it's not-it's not funny) Kill myself over nothing Like, what the fuck am I doing?, had it coming (I really-I really had-*Unintelligable*, -I just fuck it up! KC!) Live my life solo I'm talking to ghosts, was it all a waste? (Leave me be) Deep in the ocean I'm bathed in salt water, come out again (Come to me) I ain't got a place to stay So, I got a bag to get away When my fam come home Som ett barn brukade jag leka väldigt mycket med eld Jag var lite av en pyroman om man får säga så Jag brukade älska att tänka på tändstickor och bränna saker Jag blev besatt av två böcker Vingar som Lucifer, som brände Jag blev besatt av att bränna genom livet precis som Marlon Brando "This some real art right here"
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