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WHOKILLEDXIX

SUFFER

 

SUFFER

(álbum: In Chains - 2023)


[6arelyhuman:]
I wanna die
I wanna die
I wanna die
I wanna die

[Yung Skayda:]
Walk in the club like what's up baby?
I don't give a fuck baby, I'm just tryna fuck baby yeah
Your shawty on my arm and she stuck to it
She keeping me company and I kinda fuck with it yeah

I'm flirting but she had enough of it yeah
Magic she really made the nut disappear
It's tragic how you could neva compare
I'm a flyboy I jump and stay stuck in the air

You want to keep all my focus
Working hard for me to notice
Shawty took all her clothes off
I ain't even ask that's a bonus

I said I couldn't stay long yeah
We was lit the whole night yeah
DJ played something yeah
And I think it go like yeah

Skin off your face
He'll feel it
Can't feel my face
When I get numb
Erase
My feelings
Drink till I'm drunk
Then I get dumb
In place
Of feelings
I'd rather do all types of yeah
In place
Of feeling
I'd rather do all types of drugs

And die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die

Suffer suffer suffer suffer
Suffer suffer suffer suffer

[6arelyhuman:]
I want to die tonight
Cause it feels so right
Contemplate suicide
I'll be crucified
So hang it up on a banner just to make it official
You can call me fake, I love all things artificial

You can tell that I'm mentally ill
I'm sick in the head going in for the kill
Want to make me suffer
Like it rougher
Tie me up, yeah undercover

Ten years since I've seen you last
Want to cut me up with broken glass
Want to lay me out, yeah on the grass
Just hurry up and kill me fast

[Yung Skayda:]
Skin off your face
He'll feel it
Can't feel my face
When I get numb
Erase
My feelings
Drink till I'm drunk
Then I get dumb
In place
Of feelings
I'd rather do all types of yeah
In place
Of feeling
I'd rather do all types of drugs

And die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die

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