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Hold my drink
Hold my smoke
Hold up think
Sold my soul
I was me
I was broke
I was fiend
I needed hope
I needed dreams
I need a bag
I need a reason
My freedom for drags
All in my feelings
They all that I had
Thinking all I can be
But I was deep in the snow
Deep, talking three feet below
Sleep talking demons I prayed at the feet of a ghost
Sleeping with angels around me
And lines with the straw on the mirror my mirror is foe
That ain't what mirrors are for
That's not what momma should hear
I'm passed all the past I came back the shore now just look how I row
I was bottomless pit now I'm holding the rope
Was bottomless pit now I'm holding the rope
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Bitch I'm so ugly
Bitch I'm so ugly
How could they love me
How could they hang on to every word
Dangling hatred and sorrow in front of em
Stranger with issues of cane right in front of em
Never been able explain why I'm stumbling
Hangin my heart I can't follow the sun again
I shoot my shot and and I'm first with the rebound
I shoot my shot and they try to shoot me down
I had them Vans with the hole in the heel
I had my Vans with the hole in the heel
Gotta look close so you know what is real
Yah
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