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letra de s.u.e (suffering ur ending) - saltyfika76

okay, what is up with you? (huh?)
hopping state to state like a kangaroo? (huh?)
we’ve already realized the spark of sensitivity
but you rub it in our faces, like we already

had enough wit your petty mouth
begging to share drama when your around
continuous conversations about your sh-tty past and life
but theres a reason for you to be that type

of a person that could have a broken soul
to decide to push your way through disapproval
your feelings are not self-explanatory
if your story had a volume changer, i’d mute it…literally

think about it, that you ain’t sh-t
and we want your leech games to quit
you may not even know that you decide to be
the main problem, but yet you are still on your knees

we decide to live our own lives
and your stuck in trauma being uptight

come on now, where’s your integrity? (huh?)
are you that terrible at being trustworthy? (huh?)
you won’t get a bit of mind from the family or me
feeling your deepest thoughts are making you 6 feet
stuck in place, like you we’re in the asphalt
but when you lose your place, it ain’t gonna be my fault
you’re still fallin, like someone removed the floor
and when you leave, don’t let your ass get hit by the door

speaking out my mind, ’cause i know how to keep it real
depressed for attention, like you wanna jump in a mine field
saw you off, like you we’re stuck on like a weld
since that has been going for so long, we’re ready to rebel

we don’t even care about your self-pity
we just want you gone, not in a obituary
if you care about a family so much, care about your own
but whats shown, is that you crawl back for a loan

we decide to live our own lives
and your stuck in trauma being uptight

you’re faking to be family, like it ain’t right
middle fingers in the air, when you decide to be in sight

soaking up yourself deep into the lies
needing to be in that situation, like you emotionally died
i’ll throw away the garbage that you’re tryna press
deep in your stress, with you being ms. halitosis
your complaining is the thing i will never miss
there are services in washington, but you stay away from bliss
mixed up with yourself which is ludicrous
be yourself, strive yourself, even in the lost wilderness

- saltyfika76

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