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Buffalobang
Buffalobang
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Buffalobang
Buffalobang
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Joel. GA
Joel. GA
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Lyrics

I wasnt trynna cause no problems I said I wasnt trynna cause no problems Uh uh Really damn broke when im stepping out in london Baby im on tour and thats why im not responding I wasnt trynna cause no problems Its bad now Im struggling to eat And i havent really slept well in weeks I feel the dirt upon my sheets that i lay on When i cry its real pain, mom (i feel the dirt upon my sheets) (i feel the dirt upon my sheets) (when i cry its real pain, mom) (when i cry its real pain, mom) Theres something missing Theres something missing Theres something missing Theres something Nowadays nothing really looks appealing Down real bad i cant even touch the ceiling I no longer know what i believe in Lost my passion lost my reason I wasnt trynna cause no problems Reached for the top ended up at the bottom Its a reminder im still falling Its something really bad and its coming back like autum Real ass bloke when im stepping out in london Baby im on tour and thats why im not responding My bodys going numb and im freezing when its hot in I couldnt even tell you bout this all you gotta know Its bad Im struggling to eat And i havent really slept well in weeks I feel the dirt upon my sheets that i lay on When i cry its real pain mom (i feel the dirt upon my sheets) (i feel the dirt upon my sheets) (when i cry its real pain, mom) (when i cry its real pain, mom) Really damn broke when im stepping out in london Baby im on tour and thats why im not responding I wasnt trynna cause no problems Theres something missing Theres something I think we ought to start our life old And we have all the pain, and we're feeble And we look at our friends, and they're feeble too, they're 100 But every day we get younger, and we have something to look forward to No need to kill yourself you know, there's hope And then when you reach 20, 19, 12, 10 Every day is really a new day And it's really a miracle And then you're a baby, and you don't even know your life is ending You just suck on your mother's tit and then you die
Writer(s): Buffalobang, Joel. Ga Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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