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letra de wretched - yck

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shoutout all the people getting way too high to function
i relate when minor struggles chain react my pill consumption
think of everything i did and tried attempt to make it through
or think about the things i want to say but i can’t say to you

this optimistic faith can only take us both so far
said that they could treat you better but you’re missing all the charm
every thought about me not the same it’s gotta be something inside
no you could try to phase me can’t replace me calling me one of a kind

i have dug these trenches deep
no use for hands, еxtremities
this is my resting placе
we’ll die along these wretched ways
take it or leave it hate me or love me
losing enjoyment you’ve stolen it from me
made it through winter just barely so
imagining all these scenarios

that i just vanish gone into dust
there ain’t no person i’m wanting to trust
not even i myself i’m a threat
5150 we cannot forget

f-ck a snap streak rather make trap beats
got a little bit of drink in an old canteen
wanna back me coming down caffeine
say that you been up top but i know that can’t be

got a wack style bars in the scr-p pile
that you f-cking tossed out this’ll be the last trial
you don’t sling no dope you a b-tch no show
motherf-cker biting curb and this ain’t no joke

i have dug these trenches deep
no use for hands, extremities
this is my resting place
we’ll die along these wretched ways

hate this back and forth
it’s torture that i could not take and endure
never too certain that i can recover
cause i’m just a p-wn yeah i’m just another
part of a game part of your scheme
personal gain is your means
shamefully hating me you could not pray for me
try to get rid of me waiting complacently

loitering hope i’d avoided em
when i stopped caring that i disappointed em
all of that freedom had gone to my head
and i could not handle i’m higher instead

frequenting drugs deepening cuts
weakening lungs they’re seeping in blood
fevering up i’m keeping the tuss
i’m clearing my mind with the weed in the blunt

i have dug these trenches deep
no use for hands, extremities
this is my resting place
we’ll die along these wretched ways

- yck

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