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perry maysun - i am worm food كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
h_llo, what do you recommend for severe depression?
blues, blues, and more blues
huh, nothin’ like a depression to chase the blues away

[verse 1]
yesterday i contemplated hangin’ myself with a noose or a belt
one thing i learned, it’s not the f_ckin’ truth ’cause you yelled
a f_ckin’ dude in his sh_ll
no, i’m not doin’ so well
an alcoholic tryna’ drink but they [?] smell
vomitin’ inside the shower, down the drain and you fell into thе ocean
one with waves and thе swells, waves and the swells
i’m drained into the ocean, one with waves and the swells
said, oh, this train movin’ swiftly
splittin’ hairs upon a switch and blade and b_tches playin’ sayin’ i look dead upon my self_hatred
no faced and burnt cages
singin’, but you can’t hear me
i’m the one writin’ through this vessel, but i’m not starin’

[bridge]
yeah, but i’m not starin’
yeah, but i’m not starin’
but i’m not starin’, yeah, yeah

[verse 2]
we in the roarin’ twenties, i’m in my twenties too
in seven_hundred_thirty days i will be twenty_two
in seven_hundred_thirty days, if i’on make my own way, best believe that i’ll be worm food, in the dirt too
rock my grandma’s scarfs, they smell like perfume
and i’ve been hustlin’ for chicken like it’s purdue
told my other alter i would never hurt you
but if we in the worst mood, i might break backs like bane and batman
arkham asylum, cigarette smokin’ when i rap, man
feel like stewie griffin, grown distain for the fat man
yeah, grown distain for the fat man
feel like stewie griffin, grown distain for the—
[verse 3]
all i f_ckin’ do is reiterate points
like, recyclin’ roaches just to fill up a joint
i told my mama that i loved her, once before i ended it
i’m a f_ckin’ wh0re for a fix and relentless sh_t
don’t take them pills, they pressed them, let me get ’em quick
mix ’em with some e&j then get behind the wheel and spin blocks ’til i break the pedal
dug my grave without a shovel
first leaf to decease on my tree, let me get a medal

[outro]
’cause we are food for worms [?]
’cause, believe it or not, each and every one of us in this room is, one day, going to stop breathing, turn cold, and die

- perry maysun

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