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Butt$impson - Lone Soul Lyrics



Butt$impson - Lone Soul Lyrics




Heat up the blunt
Face going numb
I feel my lungs man they're giving right up
I feel my heart, ripping apart
I would restart but I've dug in too far
I lost some cells, right from my brain
Lucifer come in and change me my game
Spitting propane
All I contain;
A version of Satan who's mostly insane
Price on my head I'm avoiding the feds
What u think caused em? My illegal meds
Dreaming of dreads with a girl I can text
It would sure help me, I'm feeling depressed
I need some rest I've been working since 6
Triple that digit, is just how I live
Just about anything's what I would give
For a reason for me to just live, aye

I am a f*ckup no debate I really need to meditate
Get my head straight, if I cannot, I'm not living today
Why the f*ck you want me girl I told you I'm not living well
I'm living through hell, you say you cannot tell
Jesus man I doubt you're real
I thought you'd help me how to feel
I hurt myself I still don't heal
A nihilist is what I'm still
Told you I don't want your hand
I told you I don't want no friends
Then again, you tell me it don't depend
That you will save me from mistakes
Please shoot my chest with no chest plate
I'm in a rut but I don't give a f*ck so I'm cutting right into my skin, don't need trust
Leave my room I'm moving to a tomb where I can meet my doom
Settle the pain, right in a game where I don't need you
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English

Heat up the blunt
Face going numb
I feel my lungs man they're giving right up
I feel my heart, ripping apart
I would restart but I've dug in too far
I lost some cells, right from my brain
Lucifer come in and change me my game
Spitting propane
All I contain;
A version of Satan who's mostly insane
Price on my head I'm avoiding the feds
What u think caused em? My illegal meds
Dreaming of dreads with a girl I can text
It would sure help me, I'm feeling depressed
I need some rest I've been working since 6
Triple that digit, is just how I live
Just about anything's what I would give
For a reason for me to just live, aye

I am a f*ckup no debate I really need to meditate
Get my head straight, if I cannot, I'm not living today
Why the f*ck you want me girl I told you I'm not living well
I'm living through hell, you say you cannot tell
Jesus man I doubt you're real
I thought you'd help me how to feel
I hurt myself I still don't heal
A nihilist is what I'm still
Told you I don't want your hand
I told you I don't want no friends
Then again, you tell me it don't depend
That you will save me from mistakes
Please shoot my chest with no chest plate
I'm in a rut but I don't give a f*ck so I'm cutting right into my skin, don't need trust
Leave my room I'm moving to a tomb where I can meet my doom
Settle the pain, right in a game where I don't need you
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Writer: Thomas Butts
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Butt$impson
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Thomas Butts
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