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[See they could try to trick you couldn’t they? Here’s something for ya make you really feel good]Little momma got a little pill to swallowA little water to follow it down the tunnelGotta lotta walls but the house is hollowGot a lot of holes, never found the shovelPanic attack so what’s the plan of attackYou had to be had, you cut it in half, You had to reactYou battle with you shadow from front to backStack up the stats, handle the math, And that'll be thatHold your head up, I know you’re fed upBut Don’t let it get up to the top of them steps loveInstead of playin with the pieces that got messed upGet dressed up we goin out to catch the best buzzSelf-medicated spirit on elevated help take the self-made self hate and celebrate it and I could tell you hated it when you felt naked but the poison tastes greatwanna know how the hell they made itand if the dizzy dont kill you, the city willsimply for the thrill of wiping up a sticky spilllittle tricky get busy off a fifty billso take that little pill straight to your pretty grill[chorus]here it comes there it goes again--panic attackLetras de cancioneshere it comes there it goes again--panic attackhere it comes there it goes again--panic attackhere it comes there it goes again--panic attackhere it comes there it goes again--panic attackhere it comes there it goes again--panic attackhere it comes there it goes again--panic attackhere it comes there it goes goes goes(indistinct)don’t let him go he’ll run away, don’t he’ll need to hide awaydon’t let him go he’ll run away, don’t he’ll need to hide awaydon’t let him go he’ll run away, don’t he’ll need to hide awaydon’t let him go he’ll run away, don’t he’ll need to hide awaydon’t let him goso what you drinkin, so what you poppinso what you eatin, so what you droppinso what you smoking, so what you sniffinso how you copin, so whats the differencecontagious, it runs like the paint doessedate the sober and over anxious the pages of pain that make the songs on the playlistthe renegade rain that jumped just to flood the basementlook honey everybody needs a help-up buddynobody’s drug free the streets would be hella bloodydo you call yourself a patient or a junkiethe only thing that separates is who takes your moneyall smile like we're gonna go buck wildorder up a shot, prescription filled up nowpop another (what?) distracted the rushwhile we fight all night about what to name the love childI'm on that go nuts life that got that gold touchFresh fly wild bold what like the cold crushNo luck, don’t hold much just an old flushmade up of hearts Queen high off the faux-blushfreak outs, leak out and bleed out and speak out and reroute and seek out the weak crowdand we doubt, but when I see you keep out the beast I'll believe for nowit's all PEACE I gotta be out[chorus] From Letras Mania