What bothers you?...
CVLD BLVVDED
Niggas are constantly askin' for my advice, But I don't say anythin', I'm in my trance, Ex-bitch calls me, But I do not give a fuck, yeah, In dreams, the demons look at me, uh My whole mind is full of madness, And my heart bleeds with sadness, The body doesn't stand so much stress, There's a lot of pressure on the whole body, Look at all the blood shed by me, and it is not funny, I'd like to go out, but today's a BLOODY day, Become every day more an' more dead, aye All my texts will be written in books, Aye... Hey... Hahaha... "Hey, C₴ld Bl₴₴ded, saw your fucking face in hell" Hey, aye... DIE... Die... Bye... HEY, BYE... SEE YOU IN HELL... Goof... Still hate my motherfuckin' face, Bein' depressed is already a rest for me, I do not know who I should be, I'll not beat someone 'til the bleedin', Just say a few words and say "fuck you", I see no reason to hide the truth, If one way or another, everyone will find a bunch of evidence on the other side of the truth, When depression - I send everybody to the fuck, I write the text, I am all immersed... Immersed... If I want - I get a lot of money, Hey, I'm honest, Aye, Ain't need rest, Aye, Ain't feel depressed, Aye, A couple of days ago I'd a mission to "FIND 'n' FINISH", Yeah, Never been punished, The goal in Life's one - to succeed, If someone makes a stupid - I won't go to do shit for others, Let 'em collect their tears from failure, I don't think 'bout wounds, I think about fractures, All my photos are made with mask... Sold my soul to the devil, and ain't regret.. All memories ain't funny, but sad...
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You've got some darkness in your dude seriously...
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