Snowe (feat. Lina)
Honestly NUMBBLOND
You don't wanna know
All this pain inside my soul
All this rain, it never goes
Got so cold, it turned to snow
No, no, no
You don't wanna know
All this pain inside my soul
All this rain, it never goes
Got so cold, it turned to snow
No, no, no
You don't wanna know
Don't take it personal
I might just hurt you now
I might just break your heart
And I might just let you down
I've been so reckless
Down another round
And I ain't even had my breakfast
There's no priest
There's no confessions
It's only for my bros
And my bitch and my set list
Ashes, ashes in my cup holder
Don't hand me no cup if it ain't runneth over
Fuck a sober
I feel like he fucked me over
Had it all figured out
But, now I think I'm broken
All this pain inside my
All this rain it never
Got so cold it turned to
No, you don't wanna know
All this pain inside my soul
All this rain, it never goes
Got so cold, it turned to snow
No, no, no
You don't wanna know
You don't wanna know
You don't wanna know
All this pain inside my soul
No, you don't wanna know
You don't wanna know
You don't wanna know
Got so cold, it turned to snow
No, no, no
Stains of my effort, it never leaves
Hidden under burnin' trees
Blood on the leaves
Blood on the seat
I'm on my third degree
Hidden under burnin' tree, yeah
Don't take it personal
I might just hurt you now
I might just break your heart
And I might just let you down
I've seen too much shit
To understand the difference between
Good days and cops at the scene
And you're a nice boy
But I don't care for drunk lips
And I'm too tired to bump heads
Give me a second, I'll be off this
I'll be off, I'll be off, I'll be off this
Don't take it personal
I might just hurt you now
I might just break your heart
And I might just let you down
All this pain inside my soul
All this rain, it never goes
Got so cold, it turned to snow
You don't wanna know, no, no
You don't wanna know, no, no
You don't wanna know
You don't wanna know
You don't wanna know
All this pain inside my soul
All this rain, it never goes
Got so cold, it turned to snow
No, no, no
You don't wanna know
All this pain inside my soul
All this rain, it never goes
Got so cold, it turned to snow
No, no, no
You don't wanna know
Don't take it personal
I might just hurt you now
I might just break your heart
And I might just let you down
I've been so reckless
Down another round
And I ain't even had my breakfast
There's no priest
There's no confessions
It's only for my bros
And my bitch and my set list
Ashes, ashes in my cup holder
Don't hand me no cup if it ain't runneth over
Fuck a sober
I feel like he fucked me over
Had it all figured out
But, now I think I'm broken
All this pain inside my
All this rain it never
Got so cold it turned to
No, you don't wanna know
All this pain inside my soul
All this rain, it never goes
Got so cold, it turned to snow
No, no, no
You don't wanna know
You don't wanna know
You don't wanna know
All this pain inside my soul
No, you don't wanna know
You don't wanna know
You don't wanna know
Got so cold, it turned to snow
No, no, no
Stains of my effort, it never leaves
Hidden under burnin' trees
Blood on the leaves
Blood on the seat
I'm on my third degree
Hidden under burnin' tree, yeah
Don't take it personal
I might just hurt you now
I might just break your heart
And I might just let you down
I've seen too much shit
To understand the difference between
Good days and cops at the scene
And you're a nice boy
But I don't care for drunk lips
And I'm too tired to bump heads
Give me a second, I'll be off this
I'll be off, I'll be off, I'll be off this
Don't take it personal
I might just hurt you now
I might just break your heart
And I might just let you down
All this pain inside my soul
All this rain, it never goes
Got so cold, it turned to snow
You don't wanna know, no, no
You don't wanna know, no, no
You don't wanna know
You don't wanna know
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Sahakian
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