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bleachboy$ - ihatesimping feat. advancers, krisisdead كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: advancers]
man, my life changed when my momma p-ssed away
but the hole was filled with deep depression, man i struggled everyday
drugs up in my system
couldn’t think of quitting anyway

just being honest..
i took ecstasy and dove headfirst in the mosh pit
and from then on i didn’t know what to do with my life
maybe go for the b-tches and maybe go for the thrive
but then i had to think about what i’m gonna do with my guys
y’know?
my homies, my friends, the type of sh-t that would save me
and i’m trying to tell you baby girl you’re my baby

man, she got me all up in my feelings highkey
i don’t know what to do but..
man, this girl she cool like the autumn breeze but hot like the summer trees
always got me on my knees saying “baby, please”
i’m pleading
i’m pleading on the way
maybe get a ring for that sh-t
maybe..

look, i’m messing up on my verse

[skit: advancers & krisisdead]
alright, where i f-cked up i’ll just tell you where to stop
goddammit

[verse 2: krisisdead]
it all unfolded when i was just born
young and dumb but emotions still untorn
several years p-ssed and i was a little child of mary
the light in me faded but i don’t dare to let it carry
never had that feeling of being alone
expectations bright and a reason to come home
the world of mine crumbled in a series of 4 years
the little happy spirit of mine crushed into splitting tears
had about 2 by my side but they didn’t help me much
especially when one f-cked me over for not sharing my lunch
f-ck holy mary, i hate her name, i left her in anger
not one ounce of regret left over i’m the one inside the manger
i guess that came back to bite me in the -ss
my dad left in a fight and my favorite grandpa p-ssed
but life goes on, i didn’t care to cut my wrist
i’ll succeed no matter what, dedication young kris!
as always, f-ck suicide and f-ck sadness
that sh-t always makes me feel so p-ssed
where’s your struggle besides handling a f-ck boy twitter?
no love in my timeline i’m sick of seeing it, makes me jitter
and cringe and it makes me wanna strangle a b-tch
ghetto love is sick, where’s the genuineness?
where’s the dedication instead of complacent subtweeting about your basic b-tch?
get a real love and not some weekend hookup for some t-ts
(gasp)

- bleachboy

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