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letra de broken heart emoji - voorheezy

[hook]
pull up to the scene
i don’t give a f-ck
what is love? i don’t ever seem to get enough
anxiety inside me
i try to play it off
all these women wanna play with my f-cking heart
oh please just let me know
please just let me know
oh is you feeling me?
baby i don’t know

[verse 1: jason voorheezy]
i can see the snakes in disguise like if they were flying
i can see the hate in your eyes
you can see the drive in mine
i be running
i be running
i be running outta time
imma keep on f-cking trying
til i make my momma proud
til i’m living in the hills
and i bought my mom a house
til i count up to a hundred thou and that’s not even all
til i’m getting paid 500k, a reasonable amount
as far as i can see, i plot silently
the ones who doubted me now f-ck with me
yes, i got clout but it still sucks for me
why can’t i talk to her?
fail horribly
there’s a different part of me, thats voorheezy
i’m crushing
whats stopping me
from getting her?
anxiety
i write it in my diary
a.k.a my notes app
i’m asian
my heart is black
i’m working on my own revenge
i do this sh-t
i don’t repent
ever since a little kid
i fell in a thin abyss
f-ck a standardized test to prove my intelligence
chilling in the friend zone
yeah, it’s a cold i’m shivering
i just wanna find love
i been searching everywhere
yeah they want the chivalrous man
live up to they standards
but don’t even f-ck with them
they f-ck with the -ssholes
they drunk, treating them like trash
treat them with no manners
it sucks
i’m waving my hand
waving while i stand here like…

[verse 2: conrad ii]
talking the birds and the bees
got me begging like please
unlocking my heart with a key
i took a shot for the three
she blocked my sh-t like a brick
got me punching on the wall
two knuckles all shattered
3 fingers say it all
first finger says “i”
second finger says “love”
3rd finger says “you”
now i gotta break em all
so i don’t got this hand to play these chords in the “f sharp”
the only note that makes me think of you like a saber tooth tiger
now we strangers with angers with hearts that got tasered
we’re calling the taylor to fix what got ripped, taken off the pages
i’m hating and anxiously waiting
debating if time machines were real
would i make one in my bas-m-nt to take back the time that i never had with you
i blame high school for all that sh-t
because popularity status means more than our f-cking status
it means all the feelings we had are buried in the field where the berries are picked by their looks and not by their taste on the tongue
you don’t give a f-ck about me

- voorheezy

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