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letra de the end - angelo mota

[verse 1]
take time from your job
come and see me in the day
that way i can see your face
’cause i’m tired of the lights
coffee stains on my table
i can never get away
i can never see tomorrow while i’m livin’ in today
oh my god, oh my god, why you calling out my name?
please don’t have it be in vain
heroine of the story
heroin in your veins
just a taste
’cause the pain that you running from turned to a chase
can we pray on our insecurity, insecurity
i’m coming, don’t hurry me
you know i take time on you
the pleasures in worshipping
don’t let it discourage you
i’m wishing with all my being i won’t have to bury you

[bridge 1]
but, but i ain’t afraid of you
i ain’t afraid of you, i ain’t afraid of you
i ain’t afraid of you, no
i ain’t afraid of you, i ain’t afraid of you
i ain’t afraid of you, i ain’t afraid ’cause
things take time to rebuild
feel your touch when i’m away
sp-ce give me chills
can i be your prescription?
i’ll let your refill any time of the day
scream your name from the hills
what a thrill but don’t…

[verse 2]
can i love it ?
can i go another weekend with the dealer hooking up the prices you ain’t ever funded ?
can i love it ?
can i take a minute just to call my parents?
been a week since i relapsed
i’m back up on a couple dozen
but, but, but, but
can i love it?
blood rushing
it’s a covent
and i cover up the last night
was this in my past life
or am i buggin’ ?
i can’t feel nothin’
is we f-ckin’ ?
is there something ?
can i love it ?
can i love it ?
can i love it ?

[bridge 2]
now that it’s your birthday, can i come and see you ?
know i hit you in the worse way when i really need ya
high’s coming down and i really need to see ya
now that it’s your birthday, can i come and see you ?
know i hit you in the worse way when i really need ya
’cause my high’s coming down and i really need to see ya

[verse 3]
i only feel at home when i’m faded
i would pull a couple strings just to see you, amadeus
blocking numbers on my phone
i had a debt i couldn’t pay
why you texting other numbers on your phone like it’s vegas ?
i can’t know what happens all the time (wait)
let me finish
cut the tension with a kitchen knife (steak)
cooking dinner
it feels like it’s been a minute in the oven
we been baking
sweat trickle down your arms while we f-ckin’, condensation
i ain’t one for having for fun or having sober conversations
am i still the one you love or am i in a congregation ?
showing up on sunday morning
peep the p-ssy, go and praise it
wonder if i do a good job
to make you feel amazing
do you notice how your naked body so appreciated
every time we meet
it’s been so long, we reacquaint ourselves
with bodies that we wish we buried under neath the pavement
we could meet up on the westide
i ain’t good at training
but i rode that subway late night
first time in the city
never notice how the train lights kept you lookin’ pretty
i was off my first blue pill
you ain’t even noticed
i was sweating from the new thrill
winter was the coldest
when i’m home i want to k!ll myself
you pressure me to move up
out the city, where i well myself to get up past 2:50
it was pm in the hotel
a week after you told me
things had just been going so well with the one you seeing
sh-t, i mixed my cup and hold still, watch the walls breathing

[bridge 3]
it’s your birthday, can i come and see you ?
know i hit you in the worse way when i really need ya
high’s coming down and i really want to see ya
it’s your birthday, can i come and see you ?
know i hit you in the worse way, i don’t need a reason
but my high’s coming down and i really want to see ya
and it’s your birthday, can i come and see you ?
know i hit you in the worse way when i really need ya
it was pm in that hotel when i stopped breathing

- angelo mota

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