Lyrics PACK IT IN - Fimiguerrero

Gas
It's over with
Like foreal
I'm tired
I say this every song
But i'm tired i'm tired i'm tired i'm tired

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I could tell myself
How to deal with it but I can't pack it in
I've had days of trying, I hate everything
We don't love the world but we love to sin
I could tell myself (I could tell my self)
How to deal with it but I can't pack it in
I've had days of trying, I hate everything
We don't love the world but we love to sin

I'm a born winner, yes I love to win
I had pain for dinner, take that on the chin
Who the hell is Fimi, tell me i'm your king
Don't understand I love you like it's Mandarin
Where the fuck the whores (At)
Please just get them in
Yes i'm geeked off yes i'm dorked
Off that chest cough medicine
I'm enticed by war, I'm a paladin
Kill em off just so we win
I got this hate for everything

The room had no lighting
Talking to a man
In a black suit, had a very dark plan
"I can make you rich quick,
Put on all your gang"
I raised up my hand and his face got a bang

I could tell myself
How to deal with it but I can't pack it in
I've had days of trying, I hate everything
We don't love the world but we love to sin
I could tell myself (I could tell my self)
How to deal with it but I can't pack it in
I've had days of trying, I hate everything
We don't love the world but we love to sin