lord seeker – insatiableproblemsruninmyveins lyrics
i’ve always been lost in my own ways
what a poor man
no thoughts, never tell me
fuel my soul with the motherf+cking envy
i don’t want words
i’m already hauling plenty
take the left turn
and don’t try to be friendly
drill in my head
make them think that it’s trendy
mallgoth phonk
get the f+ck outta my way please
i don’t want sh+t
i’ll be leaving ’till it’s 30
the thoughts in my head are so awful
make kids cry
it’s okay to be careful
i don’t want none
listen to my f+cking gospel
i don’t wanna die
but i don’t want this f+cking brothel
pick f+cking struggles i know it’s a f+cking mouthful
i’m just glad i never thought of picking up a needle
never sold my soul, not even wanted by the devil
my head’s so f+cking messed up
how many times did i f+ck up?
and how many more will it be
i don’t have a reason, it’s a bloodsport
reach to my ankles i don’t know better
always gotta learn with the hard way
blood feather writing up a love letter
you don’t wanna know the whole story
one last chance and i blew it like a cigarette
no cuts on my wrist
and i don’t need your f+cking etiquette
motherf+cker never talk a lot it’s for the better yet
that’s right son
you don’t have a f+cking family
don’t look back
i don’t care about no scrutiny
wake up in the morning
forgot i don’t keep a routine
tried to meet some people but i end up staying p+ssed nah
i don’t waste my time on people lost up in the deep end
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