Текст песни I'm Back - Batdora

I'm back
Suprise honey
Let me get you down the facts
I was right
I don't even need a payback
I'm back bitch
Let me get a glass of that
I'm dead attached
To seein wrongs of you people
Man I even thought I was goin the right way
But what should I say
I was attached to the love
But now I'm back
Now I'm back

So
Guess I got out of that with no scratch
No lies I was down on my back
You ask The truth
Dont ever think you deserve that
Cus I request the love
After a long path

You had 2 chances baby not just one
But you knew the right way to stop a wonderful growth
We both know love
But this was just a stone in the cold
Now you lay broke
Cus you thought it was all just a joke

Hope you dont feel hurt
Even through all the drama
I want to think you survived finding the all wonderful father
The story came to an end
Without the need of a comma
Cus now I'm blessed with the feels
No regrets and No trauma

The stone of the martyr
With the name of a daughter
Common sense tells me to stop
And roll back the problem
Time will fill mistakes
A biblical pardon
But why should I comply
When I dont ever bother

I'm relished from the sins
That you chased after
Im my own worst foe
I shouldve looked after
Me
I couldve been a better doctor
Resisting the cure
For the taste of a drama

I dream
I hope
I pray to never be so low
Never be so mad
Never be invoked

Never trust the person
I wouldve died for
Cus its yourself that should live
Not your own worst foe

I'm back
Suprise honey
Let me get you down the facts
I was right
I don't even need a payback
I'm back bitch
Let me get a glass of that
I'm dead attached
To seein wrongs of you people
Man I even thought I was goin the right way
But what should I say
I was attached to the love
But now I'm back
Now I'm back

For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any,
Who for thyself art so improvident!
Grant if thou wilt, thou art belov'd of many,
But that thou none lov'st is most evident:
For thou art so possessed with murd'rous hate,
That 'gainst thyself thou stick'st not to conspire,
Seeking that beauteous roof to ruinate
Which to repair should be thy chief desire.