maybe we can patch it ^

what to say, can’t explain how i feel
all these racing thoughts and mixed emotions 
cant get caught up in the motions
i was hopin u would stay, melatonin don’t affect me, sleepless nights i see your face

evermore, left your scar on me
i wonder do u know u harm me
i got lots of cuts but none would compare
to slashin my heart u know it’s unfair i still care

said that i would be there, but it’s distressing me
countin all my scars thinkin when will it put an end to me

take my pills and i flush em
im in love with the rush but my gut just feels like it’s crushin
gettin dizzy much easier yea the spinning’s abundant 
hear the thoughts in my head turn on me and tell me some dumb shit

and start to spiral into distress yea i feel it comin, but i am not succumbin
i don’t need a blade to feel constant substantial pain
there were daggers in looks u gave got me cryin down on the pavement
take a dab im impatient, get hurt and i erase it

im suicidal i hate it im wondering when this pain ends 
it’s gettin harder to take it 
cant think of what to say quick
what to

ֆǟɨɖ ȶɦǟȶ ɨ աօʊʟɖ ɮɛ ȶɦɛʀɛ, ɮʊȶ ɨȶ’ֆ ɖɨֆȶʀɛֆֆɨռɢ ʍɛ
ƈօʊռȶɨռ ǟʟʟ ʍʏ ֆƈǟʀֆ ȶɦɨռӄɨռ աɦɛռ աɨʟʟ ɨȶ քʊȶ ǟռ ɛռɖ ȶօ ʍɛ

what to say, can’t explain how i feel
all these racing thoughts and mixed emotions 
cant get caught up in the motions
i was hopin u would stay, melatonin don’t affect me, sleepless nights i see your face

evermore, left your scar on me
i wonder do u know u harm me
i got lots of cuts but none would compare
to slashin my heart u know it’s unfair i still care

evermore 𖤐prod. l.o.w.

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Become a Millionaire

plugg track to make you feel good 🔥😄 sunlight too bright somebody close the damn curtains 

Clo$e the Curtain$

Written By: Michael Conover

This that haloween flow
Cut you up Mike Myers hoe
Put this out for free, just to let y’all know 
This that shoulder lean, call it Yung Dro
Quit trying so hard, hoe let it go
Pop, pop, pop, pop a perk then hit it slow 

Cold outside, but she ain’t got on clothes
You need backup, call your friends i walk alone
Taking this over, plus your hoe
Fully strapped up, in the duffle with all my dope (dope)
You still calling my phone? 
Freaky deaky, let’s get in the zone (zone)
Pocket full of cash and a nose full of blow
Really bout this trap shit never hesitate 
He kills, this year it all ends 
You talk a lot, half that don’t even make sense (make sense)
Past tense, full send I’m haunted sixth sense

“Damn Son Where’d You Find This?”

“TRAP-A-HOLICS Real Trap Shit”

This that Halloween flow 
You think you know me, no bitch you really don’t 
Up high, call me Mr. 217 flow
Hit it one time, then give you no hope
Really make her heart melt 
She’s over at the crib right now taking off my belt 
Full house in the deck, that’s the cards I was dealt (ah,ah)
You dealing with a true fucking bad ass 
I get to flowing then its back to the cash 
I been in first for while now, you been stuck in last 
I need another blunt, bitch puff puff pass
Trick or treat hoe I came for the cash
What?

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GTG Big $mash