Re-directed de-ci-sions
Got racks, ain’t talking tits
Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit
Amazing how fast you were here and gone, departed/
Yeah got to the club early just to get in free
You 're a gap and a bully so stop this folly
I am not, let's consider me a little pecan
If this was c.o.d, ill shoot your ass every time you re-spawn
But nah, he is quite different
Gotta re-route over this hump,
You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,
With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly
And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting
She said my last song was uterly amazing
I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed
Now some people might find this weird but you re not really scared
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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