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Ha, ha-ha Ha-ha Uh, ha-ha, uh Bitch, you got me fucked up, why am I so fucked up? I don't even feel like trusting anyone anymore Swear to God my temper with this shit is so fucking short Drown me in the lake and watch my body wash on the shore 'Cause i— 'cause in a sense It's so much easier to act like you died It doesn't change no matter how hard I try It doesn't change no matter how much I cry about the things you can't undo Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh I'm sick to my motherfuckin' stomach, clip on this bitch, a hundred I can't even aim this bitch, shooting, why everybody running? What the fuck am I doing? I ain't even tryna do it Already herе, so fuck it Okay, I'm back again, I might fuck up I hear you every day, plеase just shut up There ain't a week your name doesn't come up Letras de cancionesI sit here silently, I'm so cut up 'Cause in a sense It's so much easier to act like you died It doesn't change no matter how hard I try It doesn't change no matter how much I cry about the things you can't undo Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh From Letras Mania