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Blood painted nails New Rock boots, no Nine Inch Nails Goin' slug, silver snails I feel like the ship that never went sail Get my bro, I'ma send him on a prayer I go crazy, Britney Spears, the way I shaved off all my hair Spread my wings and I get picked up by the gale Too turnt, my skin is turning pale Brace for the satellite I wanna see you reach for the sky Fill in my lines Let it go into the sky This little light of mine It's getting hard to let it shine Worry 'bout yours, don't worry 'bout mine Worry 'bout yours, don't worry 'bout mine (Yungster Jack) I'm in a fever dream, I feel the evil things I wanna be layin' down, peacefully Stuck in my bed in the afternoon I should do people things Dirty my cup up, illegally Finesse him and leave him be I gotta go away I'm still gettin' paid Letras de canciones[?] through my [?] Sippin' on depression and I'll disassociate I'ma do my thing Blood paint on the frame She's got blood painted hair I came to terms with the fact that life isn't fair They hate on what I wear Then they wear what I wear What are you gonna wear? Turnin' into thin air Why you puttin' up a piece of the pie, you don't have [?] If you stay in the cut too long you'll get evil [?] It's crazy how fast that song fucking with so many people You're fucking with my hair, I don't know how I should feel From Letras Mania