CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : I Contort

Still wrap the stains, out the muck
White box, full of pot
Locked arms filled with drains
Write bars, I'm the [?]

Up in the mark, couple cuts
Psylocybin 'til I'm f**ked up
sounding like oceans getting fluids

I'm not looking it back and it all the same (aye)
Bring me some blanket to sit on my frame (what)
Drop in the awfulest sh*t ain't okay (aye)
Run at the back of the spine, at the bottom
Soaked into ground and [?]

Claim, what's the back
Brain smooth, not today
The taste of rain, another place to fame
Stuck into my carca** shape
Pokes, in my pocket's face
Poached, outta [?]
I'll just [?] myself for a few weeks and nothing draining on my names

No control
I'vе been
Got clogs in my act, chain
Hunnid rocks in my mainframe
Adblock in my [?]
Lost it for nothing, get stuck whatevеr
I might get by at the-

Crawling
At the bottom
It's so crowded
At the bottom
crawling
At the bottom
It's so-

Stall me at the line
I purchase blueprints all on my suture, all on my-

Claim, what's the back
Brain smooth, not today
The taste of rain, another place to fame
Stuck into my carca** shape
Pokes, in my pocket's face
Poached, outta [?]
I'll just [?] myself for a few weeks and nothing draining on my names
No control
I've been

No control
I've been
[?]