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letra de fallen angels - zenex

[intro]
zzz-zenex

[chorous: zenex]
fell from heaven grace in seven days like lucifer
we been arguing, shooting bullets at the cartier
it’s an elephant in the room, faces playing poker
fell in love with toxic pain, passive lover
when i die
who’s to blame
i’m not in h-ll, but all i see is flames
i’m still me in this game
but we are not the same

[verse: zenex]
girl, she just left me at three am
goyard on the floor, i p-ssed in it
codeine on the floor, i sip in it
codeine on the floor, i sip in it
sipping lean
i won’t sink
i’m seeking sin
burning rain
i f-cked up my sh-t
hunrod rings
i can’t have no sh-t, nor relationships
shawty naked on the floor like a f-cking relic
i’m on xo hennessy, i’m on molly
i’m at the drugstore, why the night so shiny
spend a hundred thousand on vetement, i’m not popping vitamin
lay ur ass down, watch some tv
i’m a f-cking punk, poke a hole on the teli
i’m a cowboy, put some dope in my shelby
got .45 in my bag, you should die with me
homicide in my dream, i hallucinate
popped my lil pill and it’s kicking in
asked my lil bro to kick her out
[chorous: zenex]
fell from heaven grace in seven days like lucifer
we been arguing, shooting bullets at the cartier
it’s an elephant in the room, faces playing poker
fell in love with toxic pain, passive lover
when i die
who’s to blame
i’m not in h-ll, but all i see is flames
i’m still me in this game
but we are not the same

[verse: zenex]
wings on me i glide
i got a semi-automatic (okay)
codeine in my cup it’s in my veins, sh-t feels so nice
she got a valentino dress the way she do that sh-t so nice (yeah, yeah)
all she brings is l-st got that serpentine entice
(yeah, uh-huh)
i’m still poppin’ sh-t up, i’m with alice (go, go)
the way she did those drugs like mia wallace (yeah)
carve a scar up on me, you can smell the fragrances
building up some karma just for balance
look for the key for the question, yeah
beauty is a beast that’s my fashion, yeah

[verse: alice kunst]
(hah) johnny sh-t (hah, hah, go)
balenciaga bag i just carry lil’ boy body around
yeah, i pop the tag, hunrod rings use ’em crushing rocks
you can’t tell me sh-t, tell me what the f-ck did i got wrong
they can’t tell me sh-t, i’m on sky-level lit
i got a spike head b-tch, she gon slash whatever sl-t she want
1017 my pants and my ho, and that jacket comes from rick owens
if i pull up to your house, p-ssy ass kids you better start running (better start running)
better start running, (huh, huh, huh. huh)
i gotta cut off that b-tch
i ain’t f-ck with no snitch
i got it thrown in a pit
they think they can control me but they really are the puppet
i’m not talking to n0body cross me, turn that sh-t to a bakery
i been doing that a long time, tell that ho get off my d-ck
can’t do no shop, can’t do molly, dover street market
i’m the punk picasso b-tch this sh-t ain’t no larry clark
i shoot the kids dead, i shoot the corpse with a kodak
(fell from heaven grace)
[chorous: zenex]
fell from heaven grace in seven days like lucifer
we been arguing, shooting bullets at the cartier
it’s an elephant in the room, faces playing poker
fell in love with toxic pain, passive lover
when i die
who’s to blame
i’m not in h-ll, but all i see is flames
i’m still me in this game
but we are not the same

[outro: zenex]
(ever since you left me i got blood l-st)
(addicted to the sh-t i got money murder love)
(my rick owens white, 458 she thinks i’m pegasus)
(molly esctacy my hex feel like bark psychosis)

- zenex

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