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bmr - topic - god sent كلمات أغنية

(pre_chorus)
she don’t wanna play with me or flirt with me
she was just trying to run real far
now she’s locked back up in her cell so much
i can tell we’re losing touch
and i know she got love and she got my trust
but i kinda wish it was just us
but it ain’t her fault even though i’m in denial
luckily my feelings ain’t going buck wild

(verse)
blood leak, isolated, small type n_gga
studious, many friends, one of those n_ggas
defense, one toy, but it’s l figured
accident, suicide, all 2 triggers
new day, same people, what’s good friend
trip up, just a little, for the day to end
same girl, fine as h_ll, but we ain’t cl!ck
cold walk, hot as f_ck, but i ain’t sick
she felt, unappreciated that day
all books and her thoughts ain’t fade away
all she wanted from her man was to disband
many holes in her body from the same hand
dropped off, clique rules, felt a weird aura
same friends, same girl, ain’t looking forward
more trip for the day, ain’t say sh_t
i finished, that’s it, i feel i’m stuck
it’s a drive by this time, it’s blowing this day in half this time
and the scattered soul lay between those lines
now i know that road ain’t mine this time
i don’t see a body and i don’t see tape
not too long ago my desk was safe
had to get up and go when the crowd was heavy
sound blare in my dome as the ghost flew by me

nothing has changed as we come back
more jokes pass as we stand at the door mat
more mud on the j’s cause there’s no growth
ya’ll so young not to fold and it all shows
outsider inside when the time is mine
inside when i’m outside anytime
whose voice, paranoid, wanna keep calm
one earphone now as i truck on
she was so god d_mn experimental
i still wonder what was in her mental
it’s white, it’s small, it falls slowly
her friend, stone cold, but she lay lowly
still silent, auto my pilot, wondering how much time do we have left
death all around how do you prepare cause now you wanna live but you’re so d_mn scared
you yelled at me so often before double digits i saw coffins
simple mistake, cry like girls do, you brought me back and then my heart softens
you missed my birthday by one year you hit my hand there’s now red on both ends
you pushed me in, box of cold water, i’m double digits, why are you in here
boxed in, warden watching, water working, now my head is hurting
i’m in bed, i don’t wanna stand, but i understood that i had a plan
to the kitchen, grab the knife, to her room, then you hold it over
blood spilling, new statistic, you’re so lucky i had a conscious
sometimes sh_t happens so many times you don’t have the words or tears for the payback
what you do next you always thought was best till you realize then you added to the mess
beware mankind everything’s falling in my head as i wait for my calling
everybody betrays god red is the color where we can’t really see no more
(pre chorus)
she don’t wanna play with me or flirt with me
she was just trying to run real far
now she’s locked back up in her cell so much
i can tell we’re losing touch
and i know she got love and she got my trust
but i kinda wish it was just us
but it ain’t her fault even though i’m in denial
luckily my feelings ain’t going buck wild

(chorus)
i’m god sent
kicked out of my heaven, sent
right back into this traffic, numb to the panic
nothing is tragic
i’m god sent
kicked out of my heaven, sent
right back into this traffic, numb to the panic
nothing is tragic
i’m god sent
kicked out of my heaven, sent
right back into this traffic, numb to the panic
nothing is tragic
i’m god sent
kicked out of my heaven, sent
right back into this traffic, numb to the panic
nothing is tragic

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