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letra de t.h.a.w - noghead

[verse 1: noghead]
it’s f-cking personal, i thought that you should know
salt within the wound only makes the flower grow
she gon’ roll her eyes at the color in my soul
tensions getting high while my brain is in the cold, do you
do you think i feel sorry for my actions?
she think that everything i do is for reactions
i hate to say it, but she might be right
cause i only feel alone when i’m feeling out of sight
hydroplaning then i ran into a roadblock
i could say it, but i’d rather let the phone talk
i keep rehearsing everything i’ve ever said
it’s that k!llswitch sentiment, i’m in over my head

[chorus: trav!]
it’s oh, so visceral
what do you know? (what do you know?)
bled through, rеsidual
ripped through my clothes (right through my soul)
most eyеs would reticule
tears being shown (oh, how you’ve grown)
my veins are menial
left in the cold (left in the cold)
left in the

[verse 2: noghead]
i flipped the script, put time in (yeah!)
i make loose lips go silent
how the f-ck you gonna see me as a lost cause?
i’ll tat my name over your motherf-cking eyelids
it ain’t a thing, motherf-cker, don’t trip
if she make you wanna die, then she’ll make you wanna live
if she make you wanna fly, you should probably f-cking dip
when you falling from the sky, well, it’s really gonna hit
she a goddess in disguise, but she’ll never let you in
cause she’s drowning in the lies spoken by these wicked men
if she never even tried, well, i’d highly recommend
you f-cking open up your eyes, may you never see again
[pre-chorus: noghead]
i can’t keep my cool
oh, you must be kidding
i must be a fool
cause i’m still here sitting

[chorus: trav!]
it’s oh, so visceral
what do you know? (what do you know?)
bled through, residual
ripped through my clothes (right through my soul)
most eyes would reticule
tears being shown (oh, how you’ve grown)
my veins are menial
left in the cold (left in the cold)
left in the cold

[post-chorus: noghead]
time heals all wounds
yeah, yeah, time heals all wounds
time heals all wounds
time heals all, huh, time heals all, oh
it ain’t a thing, it ain’t a
it ain’t a thing, it ain’t a
it ain’t a thing, it ain’t a
it ain’t a thing, yeah
[bridge: noghead]
if tomorrow, you were to turn into a snake, and you began devouring humans
if, with that same mouth, you told me you loved me, would i still be able to say, “i love you?”
in the four-o, thinking, “maybe i should call ’em”
stuck inside the seven with eleven different problems
can’t be a coincidence, it always rains in autumn
i ain’t f-cking crazy, b-tch, i’m motherf-cking awesome (woo!)

- noghead

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