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Bad News
Merkules
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I cannot stop chain smoking, you can smell it on my clothes
And I am so insecure, I feel like everybody knows
Like a1s got a grudge and they won't never let it go
Late nights on stage fretting, I'm getting ready for the road
I got way too much baggage I cannot bring it on this plane
I cannot focus on tomorrow if I am living for today
I used to lie awake at night and try to listen to the rain
Now I am relying on these substances to get me through the pain it is insane
It is like my brain does not want me to win
You can change, but all this fame will make it hard for you, kid
It is like I am on The Truman Show, how do I fall for this shit?
It breaks old trauma put it all on your skin, that is what I did
Nobody gave me fair warning
But I have been dealing with this feeling I ain't morning
Phone ringing I ignore it they are annoying
Why do I still try to pretend that I enjoyed it?
I know I said I did do it last time, tactically, I lied
'Cause I never talked about it and I kept it all inside
Instead of stressing, now I keep this little weapon on my side
'Cause I know that all my vices are obsession of the mind
I know you think I am bad news
But to be honest with you, I do too
I got too much on the line I cannot lose
And I am running out of room for tattoos
And as I unpack my problems
On my hard head ask my mama
I got to face it or I cannot go farther
All I got left are these tats and trauma
I tell a story of my trauma through my tats
They pick me up when I keep falling on my back
I hit this blunt and think of problems from my past
Not considering the fact that is what got me through the cracks
Fuck a bottle full of Jack, I am feel his pain
'Cause I cannot number it anymore, it is driving me insane
I never try, but acting so will not I don't see no gain
It is just another pity party, now it is me I blame cause now I
See lost the shit that I am responsible for
All those benders when I thought I heard a knock at the door
Had to lock it three times and then I do watch it some more
But maybe it was just my angel saying stop it before
You get way too late and you don't have a chance to change 'cause it's over
It is my brain that keeps on telling me I hate when I am sober
But is it true? Or maybe I convinced myself
And it is a lie and I should try and go and get some help, for real
I know you think I am bad news
But to be honest with you, I do too
I got too much on the line I cannot lose
And I am running out of room for tattoos
And as I unpack my problems
On my hard head ask my mama
I got to face it or I cannot go farther
All I got left are these tats and trauma
Tats and trauma
All I got left are these tats and trauma
Tats and trauma
All I got left are these tats and trauma
All I got left are these tats and this trauma
All I got left are these tats and this trauma
All I got left for these tats and trauma
All I got left for these tats and trauma
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