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letra de internet personalities - reaptokyo

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internet personalities lyrics
[intro]
w-wanna see the real me?

[chorus 1: reaptokyo]
and she hit my phone up like
“h-llo!”
yesterday she said she do not want me
drugs up in my backseat
designer on my white tee

off an oxycodone i’m a zombie
girl don’t be afraid of me
its just an internet personality

[bridge]
love you tokyo
played in j-pan
w-welcome to the tokyo occult
w-wanna see the real me?

[chorus 1: reaptokyo]
and she hit my phone up like
“h-llo!”
yesterday she said she do not want me
drugs up in my backseat
designer on my white tee
off an oxycodone i’m a zombie
girl don’t be afraid of me
its just an internet personality

[chorus 2: reaptokyo]
yeah this girl don’t know the real me
three bands on a fit but i still feel anxiety
b-bullet through my chest i feel it fade away
blood on my jeans but when i’m with her numb like novacane
sta-stab me in the back, watch me fall again
caution tape around me and i knew we shouldn’t have talked again
your attentions my intoxicant
cr-crash in the whip, vision slow like a cryogen

[verse 1: letoa]
pull up like h-llo
everywhere i go i’m pulling strings like cello
too much f-cken green like we was living in the meadows
got this blue on me cuz i’m ballin like i’m melo
like-like lamelo
i can’t see straight off this substance
talk to me, ay ,shawty love it
running relays with the substance
rolling with some k!llas, they don’t want it
internet personalities
fake sh-t it gon’ leave you with a casualty
watch it if you talking back to me
i’m the boss, b-tches call me palpatine
[chorus 1: reaptokyo]
and she hit my phone up like
“h-llo!”
yesterday she said she do not want me
drugs up in my backseat
designer on my white tee

off an oxycodone i’m a zombie
girl don’t be afraid of me
its just an internet personality

[chorus 2: reaptokyo]
yeah this girl don’t know the real me
three bands on a fit but i still feel anxiety
b-bullet through my chest i feel it fade away
blood on my jeans but when i’m with her numb like novacane
sta-stab me in the back, watch me fall again
caution tape around me and i knew we shouldn’t have talked again
your attentions my intoxicant
cr-crash in the whip, vision slow like a cryogen

[outro]
play of the game
you might as well die then

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