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Sanatçı: Istasha

albüm: Check Your Spam Folder


Days unknown, I'm finding ways to cope
I cut the lens off of my vision, I'mma let you know
A liquid laced, default, tuck in and pace it down, the vacant
All of my hollow feels out of place, I'm out (o- ou-)
I like the pace, play the part, like a lullaby
All up in the moolah, I buy, I better pay the price
I don't need a -, all I need is all like classified
You supply the peace, all my pieces
She lost the pieces that pacified
Yeah I'mma need another one, a penalty
Wander in the night like I'm a bat stuck in a tenebris
I stay off, do the hundred shots just likе a centipede, solemnly
Let in the pity, I saw the discreet that I gotta feed
I'mma need another one, a penalty
Wander in the night like I'm a bat stuck in a tenebris
L- L- L- Lost in the death grip
'Cause and effect, yeah
Just the one, just the one, just the one with bad drip
Call station antics, now she's gonna undress
I don't want, I don't want, I don't want bad trips
Lost in the death grip
'Cause and effect, yeah
Just the one, just the one, just the one with bad drip
Call station antics, now she's gonna undress
I don't want, I don't want, I don't want with bad trips
Lost in the death grip
'Cause and effect, yeah
Just the one, just the one, just the one, just-
Lost in the death grip
'Cause and effect, yeah
Just the one, just the one, just the one with bad drip
Call station antics, now she's gonna undress
I don't want, I don't want, I don't want, bad trips
(This is the owner of the house?)
(Fuck you)

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