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letra de addiction & abandoned / fake - izaguirre

part 1: addiction & abandoned

[verse 1: krisisdead]
f-cked since beginning of my days
seen the dead die
rest in peace
scratch my head
xans are my meds
can’t cope with life
i’ve hit a dead end
cut by the edge
of a dagger sharp
breaking into cars just to sound the alarm
opps come swarming
blood keeps pouring
out my liver, splash
dont need a warning
i just need warming
something to call mine
too many gone
now i’m afraid it’s my time
crying as i rhyme this suicide note
pour a 2 liter
it’s the only antidote
pop some percs
to put off my death
the day will come
what have i done?
as i take in my final breath…

[verse 2: krisisdead]
can’t cope with life
you all heard this back on tar
but that f-cking song speaks to me so much that it f-cking left me scars
braided my own cable
so i f-cking hang in style
not before i pop some more opiates
puttin it off for a while
crushed by people
crushed by god
crushed by feelings
oh my god
please dont leave me
you’re all i got
except some liquor
take some shots
leave me rot
leave me be
please just set me f-cking free
take a sip
wrists will drip
bl–dy, bl–dy mary
bl–dy f-cking mess

can’t ever fix the pain in my chest, yeah
can’t ever
can’t ever
can’t ever
can’t ever
bl–dy f-cking bottles can’t ever

“why did you f-ck him?”
“i wanted to”
“why”
“i desired him”
“why”
“you. werent. there”
“why him?
“he asked me nicely?”
“you’re a liar”
“so?”
“who are you?”
“im no one.”
[spits]

part 2: fake

[verse 1: krisisdead]
i know it hurts for you
but know i’m shattered too
(why’d you have to do me like this?)

all along i just knew
i never trusted you
you took my word and bit me in the back
now i’m all alone with a gun in my hand
empty med bottle on my desk
and a heartless chest
incomplete as i rest on this cold floor in pitch black darkness

why you so hostile?
maybe stay a while?
maybe take my feelings then
hang ’em from the ceiling
maybe take my emotions
dump me in the ocean
my sell off my soul
maybe let me fall

im just a wreck
im just a mess
im just a heart
im full of stress
im just a crow
im just for show
im just a man
you’re just for the dough

- izaguirre

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