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letra de galaxy - dallebane

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intro:
i’m from another galaxy
head filled with anxiety
schizo like i’m siamese
mysco like i’m mona lis(a)
pop pills i need more of these
b-tches i need four at least
f-ck her ‘til she’s on her knees
talk sh-t and i’ll leave casualties

vers:
7am still awake with some misfits
i got a text from a girl from a girl that i dismissed
on god you finna find me with slit wrists
put my body and my soul up on craigslist
yeah yeah drinking goose for my red mist
yeah yeah going out like jimmy hendrix
oh my this trip seems endless
paint my wall red and pink with a stainless
yeah yeah i might flip if you don’t talk straight
no cap unless you wanna dig you own grave
codeine and some xans in a powerade
with your mom i’m your new dad power play
uh uh don’t clown if you can’t take the joke
uh uh i’m still around long live the goat
uh uh hit the town with a fur coat
uh uh big hound (woof) still broke
spice my food up with some acid
roll it up puff puff and p-ss it
this lean makes me feel fantastic
wrap my head round with some plastic
guns out (brr brr) make you spastic
might od that would be cl-ssic
with some girls that’s full of plastic
in a hotel room might trash it

intro:
i’m from another galaxy
head filled with anxiety
schizo like i’m siamese
mysco like i’m mona lis(a)
pop pills i need more of these
b-tches i need four at least
f-ck her ‘til she’s on her knees
talk sh-t and i’ll leave casualties
x2

vers:
7 am still awake and i’m coming down
after party drinking henny wearing hand-me-downs
i got a girl on my lap and a steady bounce
i got a voice in my head screaming “let me out!”
yeah yeah going blind when the sun rises
painful like the tat on my right triceps
my mom’s p-ssed got to many vices
roll the dices let us see who’s the highest
i finna end up in a cell with a straight jacket
throw my life away end up in a waste basket
wanna get my money mob style pay packets
k!lling every hater die hard strange habit
yeah yeah drinking liquor never throwing up
yeah yeah my b-tch thicker and i know enough
yeah yeah i’m the sickest and i’m blowing up
showing off molotov lit in a boulevard
hold up
let me breath just a couple minutes
hold up
i can’t sleep that’s some trouble innit?
hold up
i can’t deal with my f-cking feelings
hold up
i’m trynna scream but all i hear is demons

intro:
i’m from another galaxy
head filled with anxiety
schizo like i’m siamese
mysco like i’m mona lis(a)
pop pills i need more of these
b-tches i need four at least
f-ck her ‘til she’s on her knees
talk sh-t and i’ll leave casualties
x2

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