Текст песни MARAYA - Nuutella

I flipped my sire
And got my write up
I just sold my soul for pennies and I got my life up
I flipped my sire
And got my write up
I just sold my soul for pennies and I got my life up

Break the cuticle
Fuck the routine
I'm killing all of my peers
Stab the cuticle
Trusive thoughts
And they plaguing all of my brain
Fantasize about
Bullet to the mouth
When will this start to end?
Tried to get high
I still felt the same
It's getting hard to pretend
Break the cuticle
Break the cuticle
Killing all of my peers
Break the cuticle
Stab the cuticle
Trusive thoughts
And they plaguing all of my brain
Brain
Brain
Fantasize about bullet to the mouth
Break the cuticle
Break the cuticle

I flipped my sire
And got my write up
I just sold my soul for pennies and I got my life up
I flipped my sire
And got my write up
I just sold my soul for pennies and I got my life up