I should've held my tongue I shouldn't have kept it going I want a love like water through me I should've poured my honey slowly Wash it away, my Rorschach, Rorschach Wash it away, my Rorschach, Rorschach Like hell, my hands will give up to twenty times Hm, my heart will give up too many times Luck's fallen, I've seen it My intrusion, there's a limit I can take and I'm crawling out Hm-hm, hm-hm I'm a loner, I'm a loser stuck at home I'm above it, I'm a winner on my own For silence, for silence, I want you back in my head For silence, for silence, I want you back in my bed
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Fuck out the deep end, go get you a float Uh, y'all niggas always be doin' the most Black Michael Phelps, just acknowledge the stroke God-level libra, I swim with a ghost I switched the channel then lost the remote She for the world, she belongs to the globe Gaslighting's popular, learn how to cope Actin' like hoes, I throw these bands She hit the floor (Let's get it) Everyday people pushin' past the limit Men only know suppressin' what they feeling I used to work for pennies on the minute Hunger from struggle, stayed up 'cause I live it Worked on my muscle, flex on all you bitches I can't defend this bitch up in the mirror I'd rather ask forgiveness than permission Undo that cap, you can't restore the feeling I'll never chill 'cause y'all really want a nigga broke, like Fuck the excuses, but y'all really eat off of toxic narratives and jokes, like Friends, they pass, and some opportunities never come back If I don't know nothing, know one thing is set Never react to the demographic with the swag of a cashier at Radio Shack Talkin' to 'Zel like, "When we start runnin', we ain't finna look back" You niggas makin' it trendy to trauma bond Self oppression, it's deeper than rap (Uh)
I'm not afraid for my life I'm not afraid for my life I'm not afraid for my life I'm not afraid for my life I'm not afr–Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
