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letra de 3,2,1 - young ez

i don’t do, no, no
i don’t do, no, no
i don’t do trust no more
i don’t even trust no more, no
asking why my heart so sore
i don’t got a heart no more

that girl is a good girl, yes sir
she won’t like a gangster, i’m sure
life’s been sailing wayward, it hurts
sinking like a anchor-or-or
i think i went off the deep, deep deep, deep end
looking at the devil looking he-he-heathen
crack a little smirk yeah he be-e-eming
turn my head to god looking for a reason
past is really crippling, please forget
lately i’ve been sailing, stormy seas ahead (oh)
i’m hiding from the monsters underneath my bed (oh)
i think that the devil’s getting in my head
i think i could count the people that care ‘bout me on my fingers
i only need one hand, one, two, three, four
i’m sorry if i’m quiet but i don’t do people
i don’t do trust and i got a good reason
i think i could count the people that care ‘bout me on my fingers
i only need one hand, one, two, three, four
i’m sorry if i’m quiet but i don’t do people
i don’t do trust and i got a good reason

see the pain in my eyes, can’t hide
pupils looking really wide, i’m not high
guess i gotta face my fears, as they rise
whisper a promise in my ear, don’t lie
acetaminophen, i’ma drain the whole bottle
choking on the past, sometimes truth is hard to swallow
n0body can help me it’s too late, i’m way to hollow
how long will this last until i’m nothing but a bygone?
the devil got a foothold, yeah he been climbing
satan saw my guard down, so he got excited
angel on my left, demon on my right whisperin’ and lying
i’m praying god’ll do his thing in his own timing

i think i could count the people that care ‘bout me on my fingers
i only need one hand, one, two, three, four
i’m sorry if i’m quiet but i don’t do people
i don’t do trust and i got a good reason
i think i could count the people that care ‘bout me on my fingers
i only need one hand, one, two, three, four
i’m sorry if i’m quiet but i don’t do people
i don’t do trust and i got a good reason
i’m neo, i think that my whole life i’ve been living in the matrix
my life in slow motion dodging bullets that from satan
i’m in my own universe i’m soaring like a sp-ceship
my mind is racing, i can’t escape it
pacing, yeah i been patient, i pray i’ll make it
face it, my heart is fading and you can’t save it
breaking, my heart is aching, it’s way to late
and my fate is another day, ‘nother day gone, wasted
love never goes good for me, like it should for me
people looking up to me, but no real love to see
lately it’s been hard to breathe, it’s been hurting me
god been tryna work on me, giving surgery

- young ez

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