Die Alone Songtext
von Millyz
Die Alone Songtext
And if this pain ain′t hurt enough
Then I could probably take your burden on
Cause I got soda in my syrup cup
Telling me what the fuck I'm hurting for
Pouring out the styrofoam, my life so pure but I′m on it
They help me pass these days
And I'll probably die alone
Running from my memories
I'm going planes in on the paddy
With Lindsay on the fabric
Choppers in the attic
Money in the mattress
Kellies in my living room
I′m trying to keep my head straight
And these bitches don′t be fun
No more, they gon' cut you off
If you dead weight
Is this the life that was chosen? I′m nothing like you, I'm frozen
Cause I done stood over my body
And emptied the clip in every one of my emotions
At least that how I feel when
I be zoned It changing me it′s heavenly Make space for me Can I stand
With you? make a place for me I can wait to see things I afraid to see
I done stood over a casket, face of my best friend
Fucking robbed him out in Cali with this big FN
100 Black out in Miami
I think I'm tapped out in Miami
IG models blew their backs out in Miami
Then I′m blacked out on the Zanny
And if this pain ain't hurt enough
Then I could probably take your burden on
I got soda in my syrup, tell me what the fuck I'm hurting for
Pouring out the styrofoam, it help me pass these days
And I probably die alone, running from my memories
Then I could probably take your burden on
Cause I got soda in my syrup cup
Telling me what the fuck I'm hurting for
Pouring out the styrofoam, my life so pure but I′m on it
They help me pass these days
And I'll probably die alone
Running from my memories
I'm going planes in on the paddy
With Lindsay on the fabric
Choppers in the attic
Money in the mattress
Kellies in my living room
I′m trying to keep my head straight
And these bitches don′t be fun
No more, they gon' cut you off
If you dead weight
Is this the life that was chosen? I′m nothing like you, I'm frozen
Cause I done stood over my body
And emptied the clip in every one of my emotions
At least that how I feel when
I be zoned It changing me it′s heavenly Make space for me Can I stand
With you? make a place for me I can wait to see things I afraid to see
I done stood over a casket, face of my best friend
Fucking robbed him out in Cali with this big FN
100 Black out in Miami
I think I'm tapped out in Miami
IG models blew their backs out in Miami
Then I′m blacked out on the Zanny
And if this pain ain't hurt enough
Then I could probably take your burden on
I got soda in my syrup, tell me what the fuck I'm hurting for
Pouring out the styrofoam, it help me pass these days
And I probably die alone, running from my memories
Writer(s): Myles Lockwood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

