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Yeah, I think I need a therapist Someone who can get in my head and show me the way Like clarity, you know, calm my nerves And block the way from going to pure insanity Crossed home with all these nights alone And going on hikes to be above the clouds to find peace for the moment Searching, searching I feel like I'm searching for something That's not gonna show up anyway I'm three years deep, but nothing to show for it Penthouse dreams Wanna put the city Right on the map of my team What the fuck do you mean? Empty promises, empty promises Ticking gotta get on top of this, no time, no time We getting kicked out and then you're saying things are fine Deportation love, losing all your fine Is this do or die? Is this do or die? Is this do or die? Is this do or die? Is this do or die? Letras de canciones I feel like that I'm a little bit misunderstood when it comes to things Like what I really want Like what I see in five years for me in the Carribean And that's someone who made it Someone who stayed through the bushes, that made it Even do everything and didn't get faded You were diamond, we all gotta take it, yeah Empty promises, empty promises Ticking gotta get on top of this, no time, no time We getting kicked out and then you're saying things are fine Deportation love, losing all your fine Is this do or die? Is this do or die? Is this do or die? Is this do or die? Is this do or die? Is this do or die? From Letras Mania