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(These bitches call me Hella Savage for a reason And one particular reason Only one.) (Fuck! You ain’t ready for this one!) I really beg you every single day leave me alone I really show my heart and everything from flesh to bone That you can go away and let me be all on my own Why you always callin me up on my fuckin telephone Remembering upon the days when I was really scared, of anything and evеrything my life hasn’t been fair 5 years ago if I had killed mysеlf no one would care, even if my own blood was overflowing everywhere When I was young I would feel better by watching cartoons, but a hopeless romantic like me falls in love, it’s true I’d get addicted to a drawing, nothing I could do, could never meet girls in real life, I was homeschooled At least I know the truth that women aren’t ya proper move, you gotta drug up first and let yourself get in the mood Collect that 46 Charlotte bullshit up in ya groove, and if you think you’re ready, you have got a lot to prove Call me up on my telephone for truth about ya life, because if I were you I’d end the shit all with a knife And there are still so many things that I have fucking lacked, but one thing I haven’t is winding this whole banger back I really beg you every single day leave me alone I really show my heart and everything from flesh to bone That you can go away and let me be all on my own Why you always callin me up on my fuckin telephone And now this second verse is pounding deep up in my brain, Hella Savage 25, diving through glassy panes Letras de cancionesAnd I was biting my own arm to kill emotion pains, but thinking about my old crushes, it don’t work the same My old solution was to watch the world burn up in flames, and everything I love would be gone instantly again But turns out it’s already happening so what’s the game, I don’t even know what the point is I am not to blame The world was already on fire when I wasn’t born, so what’s the point of not ejaculating all to porn Because if you think that I’m normal, I am barely fine, but now I’m back and I’m taking everything that was mine And if you think I’m giving up then you have lost your mind, I’m never quitting, never dying off that Charlotte grind It doesn’t matter, I could even lose my own nutsack, but even then I can still wind this double hanger back I really beg you every single day leave me alone I really show my heart and everything from flesh to bone That you can go away and let me be all on my own Why you always callin me up on my fuckin telephone From Letras Mania