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letra de open wounds - scuare

[verse 1: scuare]
look, finger grips getting stronger
i will suffer no longer
holding on to my consciences
more important than your honor
wasting time around toxic sh-t
circular with they’re logic
usually i’m so cautious
like to know all my options
never one to be plotting
surrounded by lives in common
i just wanna be like common
i just wanna be a bit honest
take my word, [?]
well afforded, my tease i found
i don’t need a please right now
[?] did to me right now
[bridge: scuare]
it’s that narcissistic streak
there’s no empathy
never understand technique
get no centerpiece
it’s that narcissistic streak
there’s no empathy
never understand why we
got no centerpiece
when you tank for so long
you must only feel mistaken
not one thing
when you tank for so long
you must only feel mistaken
not one thing

[chorus: scuare]
apply the pressure to them, quick
got a plan, plan, plan
apply the pressure to them, quick
got a plan, plan, plan
apply the pressure to them, quick
got a plan, plan, plan
[?]
apply the pressure to them, quick
got a plan, plan, plan
apply the pressure to them, quick
got a plan, plan, plan
apply the pressure to them, quick
got a plan, plan, plan
[?]
got a plan
[verse 2: k!ll bill: the rapper]
watch us slip into the water
till’ the well run out
my head, it never touch the mat
until the bell rung out
cause’ you got cusp beside your temple
that you blaming for the color
when your [?] came under fire
how much faking could you muster?
like for real, but we ain’t even being real
cause’ i’m not real to you
i feel soul diversion
just a smoke screen that i’m feeling through
let’s count that, one, two, three
this thing is stuck, you bumblebee
don’t give a f-ck on what you need
if i’m the crux that you perceive
i’m not the one
teleport to a time when this was fun
you h-lla noited, and that’s fine, but sh-t i’m done
just hold that gold around your waist you never won, won, won, won

[bridge: scuare]
when you tank for so long
you must only feel mistaken
not one thing
when you tank for so long
you must only feel mistaken
not one thing
[chorus: scuare]
apply the pressure to them, quick
got a plan, plan, plan
apply the pressure to them, quick
got a plan, plan, plan
apply the pressure to them, quick
got a plan, plan, plan
[?]
apply the pressure to them, quick
got a plan, plan, plan
apply the pressure to them, quick
got a plan, plan, plan
apply the pressure to them, quick
got a plan, plan, plan
[?]

[outro: spoken]
the decision for your treatment was the based on the severity, and location of your wound. treat the area with caution, since it can break open if reentered. there are some types of wounds that don’t close

- scuare

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