Poison

I got a whole lot of poison in my f brain
It's f with my thoughts a n might go insane
F with these thoughts a n might go insane
(Twelve at night that be when I really feel the pain)
3 at night baby I might need some novacane
Thinking bout how'd it be if you never came
Thinking bout how you said a n running game
Now I wish n never knew your fucking name

(I swear to God shyt ain't never been the f same)
No Fetty Wap girl I hope you never come my way

Run away
I've tried
Escaping your poison bite
It's too late
Too hide, it's inside
I try and try
To pry my life
Out of your toxic hands
I'm trying not
To Lose who I am
I'm slipping away



Credits
Writer(s): Pedro Denga Jr
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