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letra de this time of year - 1xfighter

[verse]
suffer in the cab until i can’t breathe
i love and hate this time of year, the green wreaths
always reminding me that there are no leaves
where is my peace?
where is my piece?
the instrumental hollow like my ammunition
shards of it in my head like the blue addiction
this is what i get for all my d-mn ambition
wishin’ never livin’
on other souls like my own
sellin’ shows, gettin’ pwned
when i call her with her friends, it’s like a ghost’s on the phone
when my vision is hazy, please put some ice on my stone
i pray that all who prayed for this will pay for this
let ’em slide across my grave to get my message in
is it in or out? it’s both, ’cause i’ve been drinking gin
my life’s a shaking sin
let the bottle empty out in you so we can f-ck
i understand the addiction, i hope my high is up
my side of the story’s just a sitting duck
but i’ll just suck it up
good luck, b-ttercup
i’m not adequate in etiquette with medicine
they’re not havin’ it, i’m edison with everythin’
i steal every idea that i find interestin’
i hope that when i od, they know that i had wanted different ends

- 1xfighter

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