Lyrics Wearing My Pain - Qasro, XOV

Wearing My Pain

Wear my heart on my sleeve oh-
Everything is see-through
Even all my people
You know we ain’t equal
Say goodbye to?
Wish it was me in the coffin
Young lost and forgotten
But we ain’t stopin'
Life?
So?
no visa
Black angels in the sky
Sick with the heater
Like I got fever
I am my brother’s keeper
Wearing my pain like it’s Gucci
Wearing my pain like it’s gold
Wearing my pain like it’s Gucci
A fair diamond chain 'round my soul
Turd on my jeans white denims
Roll up like a Rolls-Royce venom
These streets they poise with venom
I srved I paid my penance
I swar to God I regret
?
rifles like secrets
Prayed to lord your soul to keep
Won’t cry but my pistol weep
And I, I don’t know why you had to die
Everything’s dark since you don’t walk into the night
I keep you alive?
my mind
?
my time to go