Текст песни Letter to Heaven - Margo

Fence seated, nice view,
Ama word gym, call me abstruse
Mental aillment, nick who
Depression, my thoughts too
FAQ, when is home coming
Answer never made it to his homecoming
Maybe cos he focuse more on nicki's butt, i know cannon's hurt but this is what happens
When u let trackless niggaz run shit
We get busy chasing false honey
Expensive taste lick ya own vomit
While u ponder a crime poster reads wanted
Peac of mind, broke server a lot is on the line
But we outta time, quit trying
Wet lies, moon drying
Wah a dark timing
Noisy enought to hear silence speak
Time is up but the clock still ticks
Alive knowing death is buta frop leap
I cant live with this, heaven please be quick.