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audiotrip - mind full of pain lyrics

[post+chorus: audiotrip]
people on the streets like fiends
and they try to pray to god, but he’s nowhere to be seen

[verse 1: audiotrip]
wonder where christ is in all this crisis
people walk around lifeless, controlled by their vices
i’m nicest, f+ck a major label givin’ slices
xanny want the flavor, i get crazy with the spices
doin’ myself a favor, gettin’ fake sh+t out my life
and i’m loose, but the screws tighten if you really want that lightning
thinkin’ ’bout a way that i can try to live my life, and
give me that motherf+ckin’ might, man

[chorus: audiotrip]
livin’ in a world full of greed
mind over money, let me smoke my weed
what it seems, people’re on the streets like fiends
and they try to pray to god, but he’s nowhere to be seen
what it means, livin’ in a world full of greed
mind over money, love is all we need
what it seems, people’re on the streets like fiends
and they try to pray to god, but he’s nowhere to be seen, yeah
[verse 2: sp+ce914]
but he’s nowhere to be seen
i just wanna make a milli’, smoke up on the suite
i’m distracted by my thoughts every time i try to sleep
’cause these demons, man, they always follow me (follow me)
brodie off a four, i just popped another bean
speedin’ on the freeway, i don’t know where this sh+t lead (where it lead)
i’m not racin’, i just wanna get some peace (get some peace)
i just wanna make some money for me team
she be callin’ like a fiend (like a fiend)
and this money comin’ in, i’m rollin’ weed (rollin’ grass)
now i’m gettin’ bread and i could buy you what you need (what you want)
i don’t worry ’bout these b+tches ’cause i get ’em every week (every week)

[chorus: audiotrip, sp+ce914]
livin’ in a world full of greed (skrrt)
mind over money, let me smoke my weed
what it seems, people’re on the streets like fiends
and they try to pray to god, but he’s nowhere to be seen
what it means, livin’ in a world full of greed
mind over money, love is all we need
what it seems, people’re on the streets like fiends
and they try to pray to god, but he’s nowhere to be seen, yeah

- audiotrip lyrics

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