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jae fiend (toucanxan) - numb lyrics

it’s that f+cking time again
i’m not bouta tweak this time, f+ck all dat

i hear these demons scheming as i doze off
all these meaningless achievements, said i’d go far
i’ve been feeding into weak sh+t, need a cold heart
b+tch, it’s even when i’m sleeping that you still there
and i’ve been fiending, i’m still reliving the nightmares
i can’t die scared, not going like a b+tch
to think i really gave a sh+t about these chips and all the kicks and sh+t i copped
b+tch, i’m still hiding from the ops
and i’m still trapping every day
ay, i gotta get it man
i’m off a couple milligrams
i take these f+cking oxys, to my body, ion give a d+mn, can’t stand
i’m off the perc, i’m off the syrup, i’m off the sticks, i’m off my sh+ts
i lost this b+tch, play hard to get, so caught up in
the same sh+t, over and over
getting older, might get hung like a poster
i put the drugs in the bag
i put the blunt to the match
b+tch, i need something to brag
about, a b+tch to be sad about
i’m getting to these bands
i want a rack in my f+cking mouth
and quit all of this bullsh+t that i don’t give a f+ck about
been swapping pills for meals everytime
that my stomach growl
b+tch, want a hunnid thou, b+tch need them hunnids now, need a hunnid pounds to get the f+ck out this f+cking town
k eep these drugs around to keep me up for a couple hours
all a sudden now, they think i’m something to talk about
but f+ck it now, don’t give a f+ck what come out they mouth
i can’t really feel sh+t
tell the reaper hit the k!ll switch
twenty minutes till the pills hit
b+tch, i got a f+cking death wish
told my momma that i’m still sick
not coming home till we get rich
i don’t wanna feel this
b+tch, you don’t wanna feel this

these thoughts of death don’t ever go away
but i’m still here so i pop like seven more today
never been one to exaggerate
i had to wait to tell you
all this sh+t inside my head
see my brain full of lead
when the lights turn off
and the blunts are gone
i really couldn’t stunt too long
before my sh+t got took again
and sh+t, i think i could pretend
that i was coolin, but you knew it
when you saw the scars
and saw that i’d forget our talks
always somewhere else in thought
the devil’s call, always more alluring
than the heaven talk
b+tch, i’m just tryna kick it
don’t give no f+ck bout forgiveness
b+tch, i cut you off, run you off, shove you
off
told that b+tch to not to get too involved
i gotta get this f+cking money, ain’t got time to talk
late night calls, xan withdrawals, lines up in the bathroom stall, adderall, whatever could get my hands on
broken cross, car exhaust, closed garage, b+tch, i’m signing off, yuh

- jae fiend toucanxan lyrics

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