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letra de rehab - 805 enavol

[verse 1]
oh, i‘m no stranger to controversy
a troubled, nasty star
i‘m gonna break, yah, if i don‘t change my habits
but i‘ll need help for that
and that‘s why

[chorus 1]
i‘m goin‘ to rehab, baby
i need to flee the crazy
celebrities and paparazzi, oh d-mn
head through the ceiling, baby
dru-u-ugs got me feeling hazy
i, i, i need to relax

[verse 2]
every night (oh) when i lay awake (yeah)
i realize, yeah, that my day-to-day (ow)
isn‘t right, it‘s got me feelin‘ empty (mhm, mhm)
all the lights, all the fame, you understand me

[pre-chorus]
i just need a break, just a little escape
from the american dream (oh)
wooh, i know where to go
to get relaxation
(ah f-ck)
[chorus 2]
i‘m goin‘ to rehab, baby
i need to flee thе crazy
celebrities and paparazzi, oh d-mn
hеad through the ceiling, baby
dru-u-ugs got me feeling hazy
i, i, i need to relax

[verse 3]
uh
i‘ve been caught as a witness
while infiltratin‘ the business
they only care about image
’cause it matters to win this, yeah
waitin‘ to catch me messin‘ up
suicidal, they don‘t give a f-ck
long as the money bigger bucks
what the f-ck is up with that, uh
abuse victims and sh-t like that
it‘s common in hollywood, they want you to live with that
you know what they say, it ain‘t about your luck
it‘s all about the business, so shut the f-ck up
oh, pop a pill to forget how it feels to
live your d-mn life while the whole world makes you ill, too
i can‘t stay alive with these flashes in my eyes
only one thing can save my life, yah
so i‘m telling the tabloids that
[chorus 3]
i‘m goin‘ to rehab, baby
i need to flee the crazy
celebrities and paparazzi, oh d-mn
head through the ceiling, baby
dru-u-ugs got me feeling hazy
i, i, i need to relax
i‘m goin‘ to rehab, baby
i need to flee the crazy
celebrities and paparazzi, oh d-mn
head through the ceiling, baby
dru-u-ugs got me feeling hazy
i, i, i need to relax

[verse 4]
i’m, i’m, i’m, i’m losin’ my mind
i’m, i’m, i’m, i’m losin’ my mind
losin’ my mind, my mind
my, my, my mind
uh, ah
now i‘ve lost my mind, you could say i‘m light-headed
i told my publicist i would fix it, don‘t sweat it
but this time around, i was goin‘ too far
now i‘m in a straight jacket in the trunk of a car
i‘m bein‘ taken to a house in a remote location
where these motherf-ckers own a little crack plantation
did a line or two, couldn‘t resist the temptation
i was trippin‘, thinkin‘ finally i see every equation
had the bass boomin‘, i‘m sittin‘ in my lamborghini truck
well above all your limits, you nasty little f-cks
thinkin‘ you can come close, that sh-t gon‘ turn into a bust
i‘m not even a rapper, but i’ll flow this b-tch to dust
they all want my bag and my pretty cake
begging for the clout, b-tch, i can‘t relate
uh, tryna be my friend, but yo‘ ass is fake
uh, all this botox got you talkin‘ cray

- 805 enavol

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