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letra de gho$t in the $hell - le play

[intro]
ayy
i struggle to find all the ways in my hate but i’m great at pretend (f-ck her)
ayy
drowning inside of a place that is full of regret in my sins
ayy
spark on the menace
swallowed by catfish i never could swim
tell all the angels i got a new banger
i’m full of this anger i’m showing my friends

[verse 1]
alice in malice
i fill up the challis
and f-ck all your palace
i aim at your king
grabbing the plate and i still dont debate with these pills and these demons i keep it within’
look at the sky how it’s rotting in rust
all of my homies are sawing up dust
lost and forgotten my eyes have been stuck and i’m already dead so i don’t give a f-ck
i’ve been running fast ever silent to the sun
hold it steady to this cash if the boy lift his tonge
when he caught up to the gates tell the guards better run
when he aimed up at the peek
pressed the weight up on the gun
boy you better speak cause your mouth little wave
now i’m heavily involved with the void and the pain and the bird in your chest keeps fluttering away
from the beauty in your head but it all feels the same

[bridge]
ayy
and the bird in your chest keeps fluttering away from the beauty in your head now it all feels the same…
now the bird in your chest just…
ayy

[verse 2]
ayy
silent hill up and it quick with the pain
girl i know you say you feeling the same
deep in your temple i just fade away and my skin is too numb so don’t call out my name
i was built to break the promise i made
in the fill i put the comments to shame
boys in his flesh and i aim at the neck
i’m too ugly to love and i’m f-cked in the head
lies come up so i just chip off the phone
no one knows i did this sh-t on my own
problem is i just be starting inside my crib
i’m the 4 fake kids
i dont give on how he lives
tell ’em i am with the sh-t
tell mom i’m getting sick
tell mobs is the kid with pin
with the dream with the mark on my skin and the hole in my head
angels no wings they just lay me to rest
givin’ the trust but i’m trying my best
and i delt with neglect
there’s a hole in my vest
there’s a hole in my wrist cause i’m f-cking depressed
and i reached for the sky and i fell in a mess
running from bulls while i dance in the light
my homies are demons their lines are in sight
my attempts have been failed that i tried many times
i’m the ghost in the sh-ll i decide out of mind

- le play

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