| I didn’t hear what you say
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| Talkin' potent got a point I’m tryna make, yuh
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| This is all that I can take
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| I’m just lost inside a world full of motherfuckin' snakes
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| All you fuckin' fakes
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| Fixated on the fixture of what’s next
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| Magnetized to all your lies and I can feel that in my chest
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| I don’t wanna talk to anyone or send another text
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| You’re just drowning in the liquor quickly, no more self respect
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| You make me sick, the population’s popularity of sex
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| Drugs and alcohol to relieve every single ounce of stress
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| You’ve become a hollow body and I think that I can guess
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| All this stardom with your party and you trusting all your friends
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| Friends
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| I don’t have any of those
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| Find importance in the potent
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| That’s just how the story goes
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| I’m alone inside my room again, escaping all my woes
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| I don’t need your help with anything, the poison you impose
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| If I wanted your advice I’d prolly ask it on my own
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| I’ve grown tired of the fire that’s been burning up my throat
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| Separating everything that you believe from what you know
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| You’re the demon in my orbit that’s been chasing me the most
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| I didn’t hear what you say
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| Talkin' potent got a point I’m tryna make, yuh
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| This is all I that can take
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| I’m just lost inside a world full of motherfuckin' snakes |