Letras
So in the end, it was all a bad dream
I'ma smoke these cigarettes, sorry, for my bad teeth
I remember when we met, you said you love the way I speak
Now it's all distortion whenever you talk to me
I been on an X, now my throat begins to bleed
I don't believe in relations, so don't even start to preach
The only one I think I trust is up on my fuckin' jeans
See into your gut, you ripped out my arteries