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letra de m8 - zitro

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[verse 1]
the devil is real
his followers wear crosses
a choir of dark magic
belts a nasty tune
i’ve never been okay, but i’d rather pick my poison
after a long staring contest with satan himself
the more you talk, the more soars you get in your mouth
i hope your silence puts you in your place
i’ll push you off of a cliff with a sharp object
i hope you break, i hope you break your punk -ss face

[hook]
they’ll be no more hands, numbers or tick tock
cause i’m tossing away my biological clock
in the sea of bystanders, front row
i’ll turn this concert into a sh-t show
if you had my number you could’ve stopped this years ago

[verse 2]
i have three envelopes
stuffed in my coat pocket
to the only ones who i won’t leave in vain
if you see this video, know that you had the chance to help but
love for someone else gives you no gain

[hook]
they’ll be no more hands, number or tick tocks
cause i’m tossing away my biological clock
in the sea of bystanders, front row
i’ll turn this concert into a sh-t show
if you had my number you could’ve stopped this years ago

- zitro

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