Letter.To.Lover
Riding in a jungle and I'm talking kinda crazy
Called my ex bitch and told her yea keep hating
Remember choking on that bitch and she scream "yes baby"
Now she lookin like a witch, I'm glad we ain't married
So, I'm smiling back up in my days
You're late? Okay, don't play or say
These ways are dazed you're sick and crazed
I wait in shame, you snitch: we're blamed
You made me say those words of pains
It rains in shades of pink and grey
And saws my face to blink and fail
I'm glad you think it's all just games
Lil bitch don't hold me down, no no
You're a bitch don't bring me out (hoe hoe)
Lil bitch don't hold me down, no no
You're a bitch don't bring me out (hoe how)
Still riding in my jungle, my eyes pushing down wavy
No fucks to give, I'm done it's bringing me to graces
Did I mention that lately I really feel amazing?
You're gone we've switched, so long, don't meet me at my grave b
These pictures that we taken have really swung off (faded)
The colors getting grainy, by time it looks like shame
Your thoughts are getting paved
Go fuck yourself with blades
Don't call me when it's late
Just sit on a bed of nails
I cut myself, you wail
Don't want you in my way
You make my skin so pale
Blood rushin through my veins
My heart explodes in pain
Don't lock me in my chains
If you die I'll pour champagne
You make me go insane
Called my ex bitch and told her yea keep hating
Remember choking on that bitch and she scream "yes baby"
Now she lookin like a witch, I'm glad we ain't married
So, I'm smiling back up in my days
You're late? Okay, don't play or say
These ways are dazed you're sick and crazed
I wait in shame, you snitch: we're blamed
You made me say those words of pains
It rains in shades of pink and grey
And saws my face to blink and fail
I'm glad you think it's all just games
Lil bitch don't hold me down, no no
You're a bitch don't bring me out (hoe hoe)
Lil bitch don't hold me down, no no
You're a bitch don't bring me out (hoe how)
Still riding in my jungle, my eyes pushing down wavy
No fucks to give, I'm done it's bringing me to graces
Did I mention that lately I really feel amazing?
You're gone we've switched, so long, don't meet me at my grave b
These pictures that we taken have really swung off (faded)
The colors getting grainy, by time it looks like shame
Your thoughts are getting paved
Go fuck yourself with blades
Don't call me when it's late
Just sit on a bed of nails
I cut myself, you wail
Don't want you in my way
You make my skin so pale
Blood rushin through my veins
My heart explodes in pain
Don't lock me in my chains
If you die I'll pour champagne
You make me go insane
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Writer(s): Sameh Ahmed
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