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ares silver – left turn كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
baby (yuh)
maybe maybe
you should f_ckin hate me
whoa
you shouldn’t f_ckin play me

[hook]
baby, maybe, you should f_ckin hate me, like
baby, maybe, i’m just a little bit crazy, like
baby, maybe, you should f_ckin hate me, like
baby, maybe, you shouldn’t f_ckin play me

[verse 1]
nostalgia is a b_tch
i don’t know why i’m nostalgic when
my past is mostly bad sh_t
amplified by weed and acid
while you were still beside me, made me feel like i was classy
but you broke me into pieces, you took all my heart and trashed it
stopped counting stars, started counting scars that i scored in my
left arm, self harm was my best art
ripped out part of my hеart, put in a jar
nailed it to the wall and i started throwing darts
issa gamе, issa game, so funny!
i’m so bad at playing it, but i keep coming back for more
every time so stunning, when it all ends the same as before
watch ’em closing the door, then they have to triple lock it
f_ck it, all them b_tches can suck it, ’cause i know
when i make it to the top
i’ll see all them b_tches come f_cking running (they gone come f_cking running)
i been, going, off the, beaten, path
with a, wrath (yuh, yuh)
i ain’t, never, comin, back
(no, no)
i been, drivin’, mad as, f_ck
blastin’, past, (yuh, unh)
blazin’, past, all you, hoes
(yuh, yuh)

[hook]
baby, maybe, you should f_ckin hate me, like
baby, maybe, i’m just a little bit crazy, like
baby, maybe, you should f_ckin hate me, like
baby, maybe, you shouldn’t f_ckin play me

[verse 2]
like whoa
every time i came around, you would act like you were happy (so m_th_f_ckin’ happy)
at least for the first few minutes but, when i stay you would get all snappy
“f_ck outta’ my face” you would say with your eyes (f_ckin’ eyes)
but never in person
that was the part that hurt the most
and as the year passed, the situation worsened
even after i left back for the gold coast
backpack on my shoulders
bridges burned in my old post
the guy who running my whole show been
f_ckin up every end of credit scene
now i got enemies
showing up where i had none before
and i didn’t know
how to handle it
felt like a bandit or a vandalist
doing something shady, i’m talking watergate, scandalous
yea i’ve done some shady shady sh_t in my life
but i’m still gonna blame her for being the f_ckin catalyst (f_ckin catalyst)
i’ve been wading through the trenches, layer of mud on my boots
i’ve been fighting off my demons, all the succubii and brutes
see they’ve been collaborating and not looking for a truce
busy tryna cut me off from all my motherf_ckin’ roots
animosity growing for a decade, but no subsided
didn’t know how much it f_cked me, at the time i didn’t mind it
i lost a lot of people close to me, and now too late to find ’em
and even if i did, i really doubt they’d be granting me asylum
i mean i realize i belong in an asylum, i’m insane bro
you could probably ask anyone i’ve lived with, i mean, they know
i was outside talking to the trees in the rain bro
and you’ll still find me searching for some gold out by a rainbow
i mean, i realized way too late just how sentient the menace is
thinking back, she was too sweet, i needed epinephrine
and here i am endeavoring
for something better than what i had
then again, it was nothing in the end

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