Underground Vampire Club - angels

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[intro] Cashmoneyap [chorus] I use the mic to rant cause i don't ever fuckin' speak Bout how i'm feelin' every day and every fuckin' week Went to my shell and never talk, i'm always on retreat And i don't like to talk about the things that's tempting me Out of touch and out of reach And i know that it's bad Can't take criticism, i feel like i'm under attack Cause if you say one thing then i might think another And yeah, i might smile a lot but it's a cover [verse 1] Crying out for help when i get on the mic Pray that i don't wake up when i sleep at night And i never understand, i can't read through the lines About how i should get better, i'm not doin' fine [verse 2] Keep my suffering a secret Wait to walk the deep end Kill me now i'm pleadin' Don't wan' see the weekend Blinded by the facts that are in front of me I know that i need help, my thoughts are temptin' me [verse 3] Cause i don't know where i'll go in a couple years I don't know if i'll fall off and disappear I'm just praying that the road ahead will fuckin' clear If it doesn't, i don't even know if i'll be here Cause there's the long nights where i sit and i think bout my regret And there's somedays, i pray i could take back shit i said I've been fucked up, smoking gas just so i can have numbness Lay down in my bed cause i can barely function [bridge] My lyrics are the truth, i'm gonna need a lie I know my angels watchin' me, pray for me in the sky And yes, i'm getting money but i'm not doing al-right Hate myself and everything about me in the slight-est [verse 4] Booking all these sessions just to numb the pain Even though i walk out and i feel the same No matter what i do, nothing can ever change So i keep all this shit pushing, it's a fuckin' shame (woo) Cause i'm so tired of this Going out every night, i don't wan' be on your list I been like this for a minute, i cannot be fixed My whole mind has been in pieces, sense some fuckin' bliss [pre-chorus] Eighteen years is how long i been hidin' Can't make choices, not good at deciding Got one thing i'm good at and it's fuckin' lying So don't worry about me cause i'm just gon' deny it [chorus] I use the mic to rant cause i don't ever fuckin' speak Bout how i'm feelin' every day and every fuckin' week Went to my shell and never talk, i'm always on retreat And i don't like to talk about the things that's tempting me Out of touch and out of reach And i know that it's bad Can't take criticism, i feel like i'm under attack Cause if you say one thing then i might think another And yeah, i might smile a lot but it's a cover
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