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letra de lost soul - krystall poppin

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(used to hate being alone)
(now i prefer being on my own)
(i was gone for a minute)
(i ain’t been at home in a minute)

am i strong or am i numb
from the smoke inside my lungs
or the liquor on my gums
or the bullets in my guns
it’s what they running from

all these people fading on the road
heavy load i’m trying to hold
got this world up on my shoulders
i ain’t never gonna fold
i’m a long lost soul

they don’t mind clapping when i win
wishing hit the fan
you get a good look at your friends
real or fake
you get replaced
it really just depends
if you faking in my face
i really can’t prеtend

they say it cost to be thе boss
if they not been official
i might have to cut them off
be careful i’m so delicate
but please don’t call me soft
around when i’m winning
but no one there when i be lost

you took some pieces from my soul
let you know the things
that glitter ain’t always the gold
the game is to be sold
it ain’t always the thing that’s told
let you leave cuz that’s the sh-t
i really can’t control

i just don’t understand
why they say that i’m changing
they just don’t understand
that i’m re-arranging
i’m fine, the hate is fading
think my pain’s entertaining
my mind is steady racing
with time, i heal with patience

they wasn’t with me from the start
thought they had me beat
ain’t have my best interest at heart
stepping by myself
but with my bands
i steady march
people i was with
we grew apart
how could you switch on me
knowing that i was always down
running home to me
as if the picture’s on the moun
ten toes on the ground
but they was busy being clowns
now i keep my keys low
like i keep a couple pounds

if it ain’t about a check
don’t wanna check in
i’m trying to get my bless in
something like the reverends
some sins should be confessing
but i’m too busy flexing
got these diamonds dancing
shorty chilling with them
east side hoes inside
the west in
used to hate being along
now i prefer being on my own
i was gone for a minute
i ain’t been at home in a minute

am i strong or am i numb
from the smoke inside my lungs
or the liquor on my gums
or the bullets in my guns
it’s what they running from

all these people fading on the road
heavy load i’m trying to hold
got this world up on my shoulders
i ain’t never gonna fold
i’m a long lost soul

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