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letra de breathe - kye ultra

[produced by yusei & lebanon don]

[verse 1]
um
she make me wonder why the earth spin at all
remember days when n-body call at all
a gemini, he was a boy of five
no, really only child
he never felt alive
she just as smart and pretty as her mind suggest
but i ain’t got the time to guest
i’m calm at best
never really content
it don’t f-cking matter what the subject
are you up yet?
even when she go deep, i be still low
cause i don’t love myself
selfish demands, a greedy man no wealth
i f-cking hate myself
and that don’t f-cking help
like everybody else
i be by my f-cking self
that sh-t k!lls i think
loneliness, is the path, to a noose
i don’t have an excuse
the drugs make it okay
until the comedown
now i ain’t okay
i’m sitting in the shower
wish i said it different
wish i had the power
wish i wasn’t me
i don’t really understand this world
cut out of it, it’s not my world
i’m looking to fent, hoping it take me out
cause i know she won’t
and i wouldn’t ask another
cause i’m too much of coward
and my heart still locked in your towel, and
red flags, white flags
i dash, i fall
i die
they see who i really am and they run dry
repeat, repeat, repeat
loneliness ejectin’ me, from my f-ckin’ seat
i’m crashing the wall, hope there’s nothing f-cking left
when i’m bashing the door, i hear a knock
that’s her — i was…
overreacting
i missed call like a stab in the back end
physically it’s amazing
and then she must leave
like autumn in the rain
the cement bloom pain
ease, ease; ease
please believe
put this at the end like a rainbow

[verse 2]
carrie, robin; like
k!lling me slowly is what the camera light
prince and mike; gradual
they had to
my chest hit look at bennington
he had it all yet he ended it all
so tell me how depression still no real of a fall?
and your psych didn’t work, here’s another med
so we can balance all the walls that’s inside your head
huh, nuh, they could never understand this
baggage carry, wear it, and then you land this
never let those stupid motherf-ckers brand, yeah…
end now your end plans, and stand in, uh
they say he “seeking attention”
like all these motherf-ckers went and chose this bed and, so?
how many gotta die ‘fore they realise?
their judgement; k!lling kids, like you and i

[refrain]
breathe

[outro]

- kye ultra

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