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ygs brokeboy - feed lyrics
(pre_chorus)
aye hold up check it one more time
aye ya i’m liking my levels
(ya, aye)
inside of my head, we feed the oppressed and feed off the dead aye
(yah aye aye)
(chorus)
inside of my head, i feed the oppressed and feed off the dead (aye)
my life is a mess i’m eating my pain and feeding the stress (aye)
my pain is so much, i feel like i’m dead but i’m craving her touch (aye)
take me instead, i’m not from this earth yea my blood is not red (aye)
inside of my head, i feed the oppressed and feed off the dead (aye)
my life is a mess i’m eating my pain and feeding the stress (aye)
my pain is so much, i feel like i’m dead but i’m craving her touch (aye)
take me instead, i’m not from this earth yea my blood is not red (aye)
(verse one)
i’m hating the way that we livin’
but it is so vivid
that we ain’t be panting these pictures
i take to the preachers
they gods fallen teachers
they tell me i need to go talk to a saint
said don’t pretend you are something you ain’t
there’s not enough canvas fill up your paint
my heart was so pure then i walked with the devil my soul got his tant
i walk with my hand in gods
he know ima dog
your boyfriend im cutting his neck
my life a vlog
im shooting my life
and i’m shooting yo wife till the white wall is red
burn all the hoods
i do it for good
i do it like homie ski mask went and said
im hating my life so im cutting my wrists and i’m taking my life like i went and i bled (uh)
(chorus)
inside of my head, i feed the oppressed and feed off the dead (aye)
my life is a mess i’m eating my pain and feeding the stress (aye)
my pain is so much, i feel like im dead but im craving her touch (aye)
take me instead, im not from this earth yea my blood is not red (aye)
inside of my head, i feed the oppressed and feed off the dead (aye)
my life is a mess i’m eating my pain and feeding the stress (aye)
my pain is so much, i feel like im dead but im craving her touch (aye)
take me instead, im not from this earth yea my blood is not red (aye)
inside of my head, i feed the oppressed and feed off the dead (aye)
my life is a mess i’m eating my pain and feeding the stress (aye)
my pain is so much, i feel like im dead but im craving her touch (aye)
take me instead, im not from this earth yea my blood is not red (aye)
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