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her ex – art gallery of a ruined king كلمات اغاني

[intro]
yeah, yeah
no greater love than to die for the things you love
who gonna die?
who gonna die?
who gonna die?

[verse 1]
walking down the street
cigarette hanging got lipstick on her t__th
i saw her tattoos
a bunch of planets dressed up as balloons, i
wondered the intent of why she smoked so many d_mn cigarettes
she ain’t even french (not french)
but she look like it
i’m walking down notting hill thinking of this chick
but my ex (but my ex)
single now
i can’t get it out my brain it’s surround sound
i called god on the phone, he ain’t pick up (why didn’t he pick up?)
we ain’t spoken in a minute
my heart hurts (my heart hurts)
i don’t wanna talk about so i wrote first
i don’t wanna waste my life on women this time
on women this time
[chorus]
walking down abby road headed to the studio
might jump off the london bridge in the music video
tryna make a change while you’re living the same
so excuse me if i don’t believe in the things that you say

[verse 2]
relapse, now i’m thinking ’bout other chicks (other chicks)
bullet in the barrel shooting my common sense
now i’m dead, laying here in bed
thinking how i let my l_st overtake me again
laying next to me
i put my arm around her and i held her tightly (tightly)
we two kids in a messed up city
tryna have one night where we both feel pretty
awesome, amazing, she blazin’
she told me her problems but stopped when i called ’em
i wish i could solve ’em, i broke my own promises
my l_stful demon keeps stopping my progress
values
you and i’ve been down this road before
take my wings, i’d rather see you soar
in the sky ,louds singing lullabies
and this one girl telling me that she would rather die for me
don’t do it, later on she didn’t
don’t say such things if you ain’t really committed
i’m vincent van gogh, cut my ear off
making change means more to mean than acting sane
society’s gonna judge me anyways
i would rather die living than living just to die
i done grabbed my pride
grabbed a glock at the same time
then i fired ’til i knew it was ruthless homicide
die, die, die
pride tried to come back but i shot it more times
[chorus]
i’m walking down abby road headed to the studio
might jump off the london bridge in the music video
trying to make a change while you’re living the same
so excuse me if i don’t believe the things that you say
i’ma probably die a legend try to teach this world a lesson
if my future kids were present would they want to have a friendship?
be the man you want to see, don’t just speak with calloused knees
i’ma reach out to these teens if it’s the last thing that i breathe

[verse 3]
metaphors, four doors up in a lambo
with a camel lost in the desert only wearing sandals
and my camel need a brick of bread
handed him a thousand
and it felt like a fountain but he thirsted again
then the sun and moon went to bed in sandy tombs
wrinkles near there eyes, nowadays there’s no surprise
bad habits get sharpened when you have pencils as friends
and you morph into a puzzle piece that needs to fit in
dalí

- her ex

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