Devil Tricks For A Bitch

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I'm gunna assume that my phone is broken,
Delivery reports have ruined my life.
Half a bowl of cereal's left me choking, choking on time.
My guitar is on the floor,
I think i'll leave it there where it belongs...
But i know if i get out of bed
I will trip on her neck and the comfort of hitting the floor- grows closer
Naked, boneless and fragile oh
Pick up the guitar and swing at my head
shatter my bones and leave me in a mess.
I will hang myself in the strings
I think i'm going to stay in today
Before something really bad happens,
I feel the nigga eyes statring... makes me want to rip off my skin...
sketchy motherfucker...
Take me to the great heights
Pull me by my neck to the higher levels.
You have your backup and i have my.....
But i'm, sorry i ignored you, why won't you help me
Why wont you do the work for me?


Autor(es): Devonté Hynes

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