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letra de rut - ​​wifisfuneral

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[intro]

[chorus]
tired of life when deep inside a rut
out of my mind can peace be peace for once
i been swerving off the i for what
and the pain inside my brain is metric tons
express my pain you dance in metric (?)
but if i be dead they helped me all along
if you told this story once or twice you’re wrong
this just ends in death we ain’t complain at all

[verse]
ay (?) this fresh off the rot
fresh off the (?)
selling prada to the junkies
but i’m not far along
better yet i might overdose
end of the song
uncle richie smoke crack
he was so bangin’ strong
but me i won’t let
in his (?)
pull the brakes
(?) the sign
all the stars they alone
i’m a product of ms. abigail
i’m fighting strong
she thinking she can handle me
she might be wrong
all skeletons mentioning
all remnants better
all enemies handling out
smoke dismembering
funny how the suicidal thoughts that i’m battling
i was falling in a pill so i’m similar eminem
crushing all these thrills in my life i ain’t stepping in
but could you understand pain devil ain’t getting it
matter of fact i was gone with the wind, uh
matter of fact i was lost in sin
i was lost in my deep thoughts
(?)
maybe i’m just schizo, mental
holdin’ on to trauma that i just can’t let go
watching all my life fall to pieces like a lego
is it case closed when i talk can’t get through
writing all emotion break it down like a pencil
finding happiness inside a pill is my utensil
but is the same place that i could even vent through, get through
[chorus]
tired of life, i’m deep inside a rut
out of my mind can peace be peace for once
i been swerving off the i for what
and the pain inside my brain is metric tons
express my pain you dance in metronomes
but if i be dead they helped me all along
if you told this story once or twice you’re wrong
this just ends in death we ain’t complain at all
tired of life, i’m deep inside a rut
out of my mind can peace be peace for once
i been swerving off the i for what
and the pain inside my brain is metric tons
express my pain you dance in metronomes
but if i be dead they helped me all along
if you told this story once or twice you’re wrong
this just ends in death we ain’t complain at all

[outro]

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