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letra de ketamine - poppa (producer)

i don’t know what the f-ck to talk about lately i’ve been feeling down and ain’t n0body been around to talk to so now i got this stress weighing on my head imagining the f-cking pistol fill me up with led stuck inside my room ‘n the walls are closing in ’cause i can’t seem to express myself where do i begin i got a lot to say but no one to say it to i wish that you were there for me like i’m there for you yeah i’m a nice dude but i’m taken for granted i help some people with some sh-t but they just take advantage i only speak to myself ’cause i’m my therapy i really wish i had some friends who were there for me well not no friends at all just someone to f-cking talk to but people treat me like i’m plastic like i’m f-cking see-through and they don’t care about my thoughts or my f-cking emotions and they don’t care about my life man i’m so f-cking broken and they don’t see my tears because i’m always smiling i tell you guys i’m happy but i’m really lying i tell myself these lies just to let the days go by ’cause i can’t stand to see myself when i f-cking cry you’re a god you’re an angel b-tch you’re perfect i wanna be just like you ’cause you’re always f-cking worth it and you’re so d-mn attractive but you don’t even try to and you were born with no flaws i see why people like you but then i look at myself and then i lose my confidence and then i start to break down and then i lose my common sense and people don’t understand i could never be social i hide my face in public you can’t see what i go through i will not let you harm me i will not let you get close i will not let you slow me down when i’m trying to grow ’cause i’m too paranoid i feel my veins posting through my skin ’cause i’m so f-cking angry knowing all the sh-t i did be positive be happy they say it helps but in the end it only makes me want to k!ll myself fake friends with no minds and personalities smoke ’em all k!ll them all they are all my enemies i see things differently no we are not the same so don’t you f-cking talk to me ’cause we can not relate i’m smiling in your face but i know that i’m gonna erupt i’m breaking down pieces of myself just to build you up ’cause i’m about to snap so whatever happens happens you never see the real me ’cause i’m always acting i just want you to stop it just leave me the f-ck alone ’cause i don’t want to be your friend i just want to go home ’cause you don’t really know me and i don’t know me neither i wish that i was happy i wish that i could see her and people look at me like i’m some f-cking fiend go in the woods and overdose on ketamine

- poppa producer

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