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• Artiste: Yung Crusha
• Titre: Veins
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Oh I can′t love you I just don't know what to do I just don′t know what to do This pressure keep aching my lungs I had too many drugs and I think that I'm gonna collapse I hate the way that I had needed somebody But seems like nobody had needed me back I break down these trees and I roll up the leaves And then I just start feeling my breathing get faster I'm scraping my knees I′m watching them bleed and I don′t even scream I don't even react Say I′m a fiend of all these things and then you expect me to take them as facts I separate all the things people say And I'm learning to learn them up with how they act If it got really real, then why do I feel I skip every meal but there′s tons on my plate If it got really real, I'm cracking the seal Cause he never had us in his fate Army of I suck again, it′s a slip in the arms of disaster I'm hardly awake Feel like I can't be authentic, white girl at a civic, she stabbing my veins, she a saint Sweat of it′s Satan, feeling so numbed, need a cape, and tasting, I need me an eight Then look in the mirror, no cape, and darkness awaits And taste is acquired through hating Loving, I hate it, want you, but know you just hate me, so I take drugs, I′m escaping Knowing I'll never feel safe and, yeah, demons live in my cage All of these things, I′m pushing them back I'm a householder in the back, I′m too hard to relax I hate who I am, think I died in the past I ain't showing the pain, rather hide it than laugh I′ve been going through things on the side of the glass It ain't always green on the side of the grass Needing the knives that you leave in my back, yeah This pressure keep aching my lungs I hit too many drugs and I think that I'm gonna collapse I hate the way that I had needed somebody But seems like nobody had needed me back I break down these trees and I roll up the leaves And then I just start feeling my breathing get fast I′m scraping my knees, I′m watching, I'm bleeding I don′t even scream, I don't even react Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh