To Whom It May Concern
I broke the law in Madrid, and I'd do it again
I got a bitch in every city that I ever been
I thought the money would do something for the sadness in
Me but I'm deeper in the abyss than I've ever been
I've got two million other tracks, that all sound like this
So this flow is for the kids, that all miss that shit
But really I could give a fuck when anybody miss
I'm too chaotic, and the music is gon' reflect that shit
You think you've got it, oh, you think you've got it, oh
I always promised I would never rap about a narcotic
I'll keep my promise, but know that I'm still being honest
The help I need ain't coming
Now I'm pushing a button, to self-destruct me
And no, I don't wanna talk about it
I'll never take you up on your offer of trying to help me out of it
It's just a matter of time
Until I rest my eyes, go to sleep, and never come out of it
This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run, I'm not sorry
This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run, I'm not sorry
You can't get too close to me
You can't get too close to me
You can't get too close to me
I'll never be the "me" in your dream
I'm not sorry
This is the end for me
This is the end for me
This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run
I'm not sorry
You can't get too close to me
I'll never be the "me" in your dream
I'm not sorry
This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run
I'm not sorry
You can't get too close to me (yeah)
You can't get too close to me
I got a bitch in every city that I ever been
I thought the money would do something for the sadness in
Me but I'm deeper in the abyss than I've ever been
I've got two million other tracks, that all sound like this
So this flow is for the kids, that all miss that shit
But really I could give a fuck when anybody miss
I'm too chaotic, and the music is gon' reflect that shit
You think you've got it, oh, you think you've got it, oh
I always promised I would never rap about a narcotic
I'll keep my promise, but know that I'm still being honest
The help I need ain't coming
Now I'm pushing a button, to self-destruct me
And no, I don't wanna talk about it
I'll never take you up on your offer of trying to help me out of it
It's just a matter of time
Until I rest my eyes, go to sleep, and never come out of it
This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run, I'm not sorry
This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run, I'm not sorry
You can't get too close to me
You can't get too close to me
You can't get too close to me
I'll never be the "me" in your dream
I'm not sorry
This is the end for me
This is the end for me
This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run
I'm not sorry
You can't get too close to me
I'll never be the "me" in your dream
I'm not sorry
This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run
I'm not sorry
You can't get too close to me (yeah)
You can't get too close to me
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Whitney, Shane Damasiado
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.