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letra de transcension - theaffrowpro

[verse 1: psycho pat]
welcome to your worst nightmare where no one fights fair
where everyone pretends to like you but don’t actually care
so every night before bed make a couple prayers
i’m warning you n-gga life’s full of despair
i used to do sh-t now all i do is sit and stare
at the foot of some stairs no one stays here with me
nearly suicidal to a certain degree up at three with no where to be and nothing to see
browse the h double t p to find ways to od
get called a f-ggot because i am op
i’ve got nothing to live for so why do i live
all my friends are off at college leaving me rived
stopped eatin and got so thin you could play the rugrats theme song right on my ribs
they say that everyday’s a great day and to make the best of it
everyday’s the same day and its suicide i wish to commit
knit my own sweater just to find out its unfit
probably cause its blood stained from my sloppily cut wrists
horribly un-confident speaking with impediment my soul feels like its sediment
i leave all my sh-tty problems here to ferment
my times spent jerking off and writing vignettes
been sick longa than the list of sh-t that i regret
i avoid love cuz its like playing russian roulette
memory like an elephant uhhhh i never forget
(wait, scratch that)

[interlude: tyler, the creator & domo genesis]

[verse 2: mellon collie]
and in these moments is where i wish i could that i could speak
but it seems that i am underwater and i cannot breathe
but it seems that i am underwater and i cannot sleep
but it seems that i am underwater and i cannot eat
screaming for help is practically useless
clueless, death by overbearing pride, hubris
lupus on my skin in the shape of lupus
pull my head from the sink only to find the sky moonless
stare into a blank mirror to watch myself go toothless
i’m ruthless, a real motherf-cking nuisance
excuse my sh-tty jokes and dolly parton my rude -ss
i decompress my matters to form some new m-ss
shoot a couple n-ggas to score some quick hash
and its swords they clash, while its t–th i gnash
swerving in a rocket and into a building i crash
before i crash i dash and smash
my face into the pavement
immediately surrounded by n-ggas seeking payment
told them hounding f-ckers its all hid in the bas-m-nt
they left me beaten half to death feeling complacent
which is why i went ahead and left the bas-m-nt flamin’

f-ck

- theaffrowpro

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