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You don't have to stay true
You know they will hate you
Look inside, you'll hate too
My advice, erase you (Aye)
I'm the type of guy to burn a check
To get some money
Try to justify it to myself
Like I'm a dummy
Lie to me
And I don't even try to see the funny
Cry, to feed the need
To fight the me, without a tummy
And I hope you go to sleep
Yeah, I hope you slow, to breathe
So, rock, dance
I don't wanna talk, just stop plans
If they wanna wait, my head stands
Wish I could erase my dead friends, friends
So, rock, dance
I don't wanna talk, just stop plans
If they wanna wait, my head stands
Wish I could erase my dead friends, friends
Stop inside of Right-Aid
In line on Friday
Tryna get the medicine, so I don't want to die man
You know I digress
But in the dyed mess
I been sittin' in, I got a lot I got to dissect
Oh
Brain want to kill brain, that's not hope
Stay in the same lane, back to floor
Same dang hate I heard before
Die brain, bye sane, out like
And I hope you go to sleep
Yeah, I hope you slow, to breathe
So, rock, dance
I don't wanna talk, just stop plans
If they wanna wait, my head stands
Wish I could erase my dead friends, friends
So, rock, dance
I don't wanna talk, just stop plans
If they wanna wait, my head stands
Wish I could erase my dead friends, friends



Авторы: Clayton Mazzaferri



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