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letra de prozac - bmr - topic

part 1

(verse)
opposite of one hunnid
breaking right down is how i admit it
death got my back more than my friends
i ain’t tryna make ends i’m tryna meet the end
mama drink a cup a day i feel her stress
don’t give a f-ck about me so i care less
attitude for the world b-tch i’m reckless
wrap my arm around a b-tch like a necklace
ain’t n0body really listening to my sh-t
ain’t n0body listen to me in general
cause everybody stuck in groups like a d-mn zoo
saw the color of bmr like “who is you”
tryna k!ll my own reflection only then i’ll be mentionеd
while i’m chilling underground in a brighter dimеnsion
no attention for the motherf-cker in the darker state of mind
sitting mummified till the earth feast away when i f-cking die

(chorus)
i got beat up again and again yell at me
everything said to me went through me laser beam
i got beat up again and again yell at me
everything said to me went through me laser beam yuh
part 2

(verse)
if you couldn’t tell i just popped a ‘zac
suite life on foot as i’m laying back
brain is asleep but my eyes are wide
can you tell if i’m open to talking bout
suicide in the depths of the dark clouds
that surrounds my whole body it’s getting loud
all the cries for the dead as i’m looking ahead for the rest that are here in this big crowd
of mentally f-cked up kids
who do not know what their own problem is
hold the urges of using their own fists
put a hole in the wall and now there is white mist
only feel this for a little bit
till i’m back in reality savor it
get stuck for while while everyone’s wild
i stumble in chaos that’s stuck in this isle
i cannot relate to people that needed help
from the mask and the drugs when they flex wealth
i remember when i would hear school bells
now i listen to screams in the hotel
bounce the ball off the wall hoping i don’t fall
deep into my thoughts where i go k!ll myself
that’s why therapists copping my pills for this
hoping that i find out what my bliss is
it’s the music sh-t
hoping the world outside won’t find their way to go ruin it
i got something to say
i’m letting it go on the beat i’m mean all of it
everybody is nothing
out of state out of mind invisible to my kind
i’m the god of my life i’m choosing not to die at all
for now

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