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letra de pb&j - itsukisfuneral

i’m folding in my flesh
i’m saving every breath
trying to make sure, i don’t reminisce
i’m going out with friends
and yes, i’m drinking again
this battle, just doesn’t make any sense
you left me for dead
i’m drowning in the red
i’m trying, to save myself again
but i popped another lid
i took another sip
i’m trying to find myself in this
but i’m lost in a haze
i’m lost in those days
will i be okay?

i had to take it back, back to the days
new white shirt, you could see the crease
pager on my hip, drugs by the key
ghost-white limo, cocaine limousine
diffеrent color syrups, different color weed
your girlfriеnd loves me ’cause i make her feel free
whatever that mean, b-tch, it’s okay
we could ride around all night, all day
rollin’ up these blunts and blowing ’em to the breeze
i ain’t tryin’ to f-ck, i’m tryin’ to smoke some weed
now she says she high, i say “i’m about to leave”
kiss up on the cheek, i grab the keys and hits the streets
leather bucket seats, candy painted chevy
inside peanut b-tter, outside jelly
inside peanut b-tter, outside jelly
inside peanut b-tter, outside jelly

now i’m eating all my flesh
my body hurts now
i can’t go a day where i’m not stressed out
i remember when i was safe at your house
now i’m with my parent’s, i think i might shut down
back out
you know i don’t back down
give me a shot
let’s hit another round
i’m drowning in this flesh
i’m drowning in the mess, that you created
it’s your fault that i’m pressed now
footsteps, i can’t get forget when
deep breathes, you told me to take it in
the fact that you said you would never leave
then you found love and forgot about me

i had to take it back, back to the days
new white shirt, you could see the crease
pager on my hip, drugs by the key
ghost-white limo, cocaine limousine
different color syrups, different color weed
your girlfriend loves me ’cause i make her feel free
whatever that mean, b-tch, it’s okay
we could ride around all night, all day
rollin’ up these blunts and blowing ’em to the breeze
i ain’t tryin’ to f-ck, i’m tryin’ to smoke some weed
now she says she high, i say “i’m about to leave”
kiss up on the cheek, i grab the keys and hits the streets
leather bucket seats, candy painted chevy
inside peanut b-tter, outside jelly
inside peanut b-tter, outside jelly
inside peanut b-tter, outside jelly

- itsukisfuneral

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