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Yeah, yeah, listen Fill it up, don't know when to stop Go ahead and slam the door Things don't change, maybe pop another Adderall Stimulate the anger 'til you filled with rage, yeah And I said I wouldn't get involved But fuck it, I'm a human being I don't like the way I'm feeling (The way I) Crying 'til the tears dissolve, wait Raise my bottle in the air, then I smash it off the wall, singin' Ricochet, misfire with the bullet, hit me anyway So much blood in the Bentayga, damn, don't let it stain I need more than liquid codeine, and promethazinе, therapy Yeah, I'd do anything to cure this pain I'm so tirеd, and I've only got myself to blame Might not make it to my thirties, dig an early grave Until then, I'll keep on smiling Tell the devil, "Go to hell," just for the irony, woah There's a part of me that can't let go (Can't let go) See it in your eyes again Take a .30 when I know you're feeling low Now you're splittin' drugs with all your friends You wanna talk until the sunrise Letras de cancionesWasted, you don't always get it right You just wanna argue 'bout my state of mind (Yeah, that's what I said) So sad, what a waste of time, time Yeah, she said to me, "Your love's like a movie" I've been awake, I've been feelin' lucid Dreamin' that dream, dreams are always lucid I'm on a roll, can't keep me focused I've been out too long, I'm just so nauseous These drugs I've been on, got me intoxicated I'm intoxicated, I'm intoxicated Ricochet, misfire with the bullet, hit me anyway So much blood in the Bentayga, damn, don't let it stain I need more than liquid codeine, and promethazine, therapy Shit, I'd do anything to cure this pain I'm so tired, and I've only got myself to blame Might not make it to my thirties, dig an early grave Until then, I'll keep on smiling Tell the devil, "Go to hell," I do it for the irony, yeah Can't look behind me That shit's in the past, can't look behind me now Keep on riding I'll make future for our writing now Pools of blood all in the Bentayga She wanna fuck, I say, "Yes, baby" I'm on a bus, I'm like yeah Sittin' with the dust in the remedy I'm still knee-deep in this fuckery Still can't let go of the troubled scenes, in my head Bleed in my bed alone, yeah She said, "Your love's like a movie" You know how I do it From Letras Mania