Текст песни StopCrying - Mortua

Fucking this bitch but I can't let go
Bro, this shit hard I know
She colder than the fucking snow
Ugh I just can't move on, it shows
Who'd she choose, not me, that blows
I think she'll keep me emo
I just can't stop crying bro
Shut the fuck up you're a hoe
I lost my heart but I am not weak
Please give me back my keys
It takes two people to cheat
I don't know what the fuck you mean
Oh my god she was not clean, sweet
This bitch full of yeast, bread
Guess I'll stick with head at least
Just get me off my lease

She won't let me rest in peace
Please, just get off your knees
I don't want to hear your pleas
You fucked that dude who lives with fleas
Febreze, nah you smell like cheese
I wish you'd stop to think and freeze
This the bitch who talks to trees
I think that she mad crazy like

Fucking this bitch but I can't let go
Bro, this shit hard I know
She colder than the fucking snow
Ugh I just can't move on, it shows
Who'd she choose, not me, that blows
I think she'll keep me emo
I just can't stop crying bro
Shut the fuck up you're a hoe

Just a couple days ago
You where curled up on the floor
I'm depressed and and anxious more
Than I have been before
The more I mope the less restored
I'm the psychiatric ward
For ripping out her spinal cord
Like who the fuck you dying for?
It seems like all the silence broke
When "your girl" hit that highest note
She really was a chronic hoe
They come and go I lock my doors
They running back but no one's home
And thank God she ain't in my phone
I'll go back out to get some more
And tell some lies bout how I've grown
I'm smoking dope on top the thrones
The Holy Ghost has made a toast
Cause I'm the goat and she's a hoe
He ate you out, you got to go
Under the bridge we knew you known
That dining out was probably wrong
But fuck it who's the one who's harmed?
You chose honky bitch, I'm gone
You on some funny shit for real
You go through guys like spinning wheels
So many times your sex appealed
Until your weakness was revealed
See at this point his thoughts are healed
And you still stuck up on that field
To play with all the dicks you yield
I hope you find yourself for real