letra de euphoria - bennybob
[intro]
yo, angelo
[verse 1]
do y’all pray for me? do you hear out my calls?
feel like i say sh-t for no one besides these f-cking walls
do you understand what i say? do you understand all my fights?
listenin’ to artists more and more, just makes start to f-cking bite their sh-t
but do y’all pray for me? do i repent for my sins?
there is so much sh-t to unpack that i did but there’s a reason
like the sh-t i did in the past, trust me, it was all for good
but now i feel like i’m isolated alone in these woods
i pray for all my friends, but i question: “do they pray back?”
sh-t, maybe i’m just gonna have to get stabbed in the back
but i trust them enough to not, sh-t that concerns you must not
my brain has made a knot, and the story thickens like the plot
[verse 2]
i had a time inside my life where i was sober
not waiting till it’s over, because death is coming closer
i asked finn to come to my house to talk about the cancer
the jaw sh-t, after that i didn’t want him to come closer
i was taking more than one of drugs each and everyday
i was shaking, i begun, can’t have it undone so wash away
with water, these tiny little capsules, just smoking on that j
but the j got so much boring so i enter lands of k
but while i’m thinking everything straight, f-ck that
think everything twisted like fiction your vision just sucks -rs-
i feel like i’m put on a podium and to be put on blast
but the placement of my victory will be always last
[verse 3]
do y’all pray for me? do you hear out my calls?
feel like i say sh-t for no one besides these f-cking walls
they say age is catching up so i’m sat on heaven steps
taking my life away to the point of it not being kept
i pray for all my friends, but i question: “do they pray back?”
sh-t, maybe i’m already just stabbed inside the back
but i don’t trust them enough, sh-t that concerns me must not
my brain has made a knot, and the story thickens like the plot
so, do y’all pray for me? fentanyl makes me lightheaded
there’s so much sh-t to swallow like drugs or being ascended
i know i’m dying right now, i can’t get out of bed
sh-t, is this the end? i think this is the end
[outro]
it feels more colder than usual. i guess it’s just my reverberations
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