This is a song about "Hurt"

And i can get em all without lots of effort

Talk about my money please and feelings might just get hurt

I know what you do with that

Murdering you, never hurt a bit

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Mess around with me get hurt

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]

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Hurt in the worst possible diction

No medal here, i'm well aware

There's so much hurt up there

Leave me to bite the air and feel the hurt

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

I feel like it's you i hurt

You're so white, my blinkers don't work