Sencillo / Pista

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Letras

(Branwen)

He's not going home but you know that

Even though it's his exact words

Feet in the snow with no shoes, no clothes, still he's burning

But his heart is way colder

And it's 5:05 in the middle of the night

Girl, it's do or die, and we don't get no points for crying

Please, just watch how he drives on this bread crumb trail

But the case lays cold and the bread grows stale

Memories don't pair well with alcohol

Can we drink on something else? I'm sick of this Fireball, baby

A lot of people hate me from a screen in a basement

But they have fed you horse shit and still you take it

I need thirty minutes and I'm wasted

I've always had problems tryna pace it

I came here in my 4's, left in a spaceship

There's blood inside the air tonight, I taste it

Alone, but I get it, we're all scared to be alone

They're not your friends, they're just a cunt inside your phone

They love your fire but they'll never call you home

Trust me, under fire, they'd be quick to fuck you over

Yeah, pass me drugs and I do 'em like it's homework

I think I'm accomplished if I don't get any older

She'll down plenty bottles but won't touch a Coca Cola

Okay, I digress, my love, just do what you suppose to

Pain, it's all in the plot

I was down, I never thought I'd make it where I got

I remember bed bugs in my mattress and my clothes seams

Late night in this shed, I'm blowing smoke screens

Wait, sorry, I forgot

My teachers told me I would never make it, now I'm hot

Love is skewed, my family growing up ain't get along

But still it helped me deal with all this shit that's going on