Correction Paroles R.A.M.E.N. par Unknown Radicals

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Phone buzzing, lone living
I just wanna stay at home
Friends asking, fiends laughing
I just wanna be alone
Build my walls up, hide behind my walls now
I’m at war now, try save me now
You can't save me now
Phone buzzing, lone living
I just wanna stay at home
Friends asking, fiends laughing
I just wanna be alone
Build my walls up, hide behind my walls now
I’m at war now, try save me now
You can't save me now

Sorry Momma
I haven’t been comin’ home lately packed my bags tried to run away
I know that you hate me I bet you see my old man in me
More and more on the daily
Got things on my mind I can’t explain too many bottles in my hand
Runnin’ from everythin’ I can’t shoulder it
Maybe this is how he felt
This the type of sh*t you'd be ashamed of hearin’
You gave birth to the light it’s in my name
Now I’m a fallen angel losing touch with reality and people driftin’ away
Feelin’ lonely even when I got new ones to replace the old ghosts
New year back to the old ways hurtin’ always

Always been running don’t know when I’ll stop hurting
Got so many problems but don't nobody ever listens
Took a walk all alone ended up in my zone
Might have cleared a cup or two
Not like I’m sad or in the blue
I had lost all my hope don’t even have a single clue
Why these thoughts weighing on
Why my mind running long
I just want to end it all screaming I can’t go on
Man this life I can’t cope Pop some pills in some hope (yuh)

You used to doubt me when I was building up but now I’m almost done with it
Eyes used to be looking down but now they know I’m good with it
The times you used to kick me down is I’m the past I’m cool with it
But thanks to you it made me stronger, better than I’ve ever been
Pick up the pace and go, stick up to haters I’m gold
Lose screws in my head still I’m deciding where to go
My dad ain’t never cared about my feelings are stone cold
And now my head is hurting I’m malfunctioning make sure I get home

Miss me with that fake sh*t I ain’t playing with ya
These are the people they be hustlin’ I ain’t playing with ya
I’m dashing thru the mobs kid of the block just tryna bop
Blues watching every corner ain’t nobody give a f**k about them
Ain’t about that sh*t just hope I’d be that rich
But from time to time, wish I was in that sh*t
Grew up ain’t nobody give a f**k was living based on luck they threw us by ourselves so we gotta figure out man thats tough but now we’re self made (self made)
Making our own names better be ready, better stay steady we owning the game we’re the real hitters man f**k all the fame
Phony as b*t*hes I ain’t f**king with ya, you fake b*t*hes can go suck another d**k with ya

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