Mix Up | Interlude
I had to bury you close
Hoping you know how I feel
Crying away through the door
Demons been run with me still
I had to bury you close
Hoping you know how I feel
Crying away through the door
Demons been run with me still
You wasn't here for pills
You ain't been here for the drills
You held my skin while it burned
But you ain't been watching it peal
I ain't got time for the still
They all been up in they feels
I'm still at peace with my bros
They got one up in the field
Bitch I ain't here to relate
Just take up all of your things
I'm never going insane
This just the way I was raised
Bitch I ain't here to relate
Just take up all of your things
I'm never going insane
This just the way I was raised
I had to bury you close
Hoping you know how I feel
Crying away through the door
Demons been run with me still
I had to bury you close
Hoping you know how I feel
Crying away through the door
Demons been run with me still
You wasn't here for pills
You ain't been here for the drills
You held my skin while it burned
But you ain't been watching it heal
I ain't got time for the still
They all been up in they feels
I'm still at peace with my bros
They got one up in the field
Hoping you know how I feel
Crying away through the door
Demons been run with me still
I had to bury you close
Hoping you know how I feel
Crying away through the door
Demons been run with me still
You wasn't here for pills
You ain't been here for the drills
You held my skin while it burned
But you ain't been watching it peal
I ain't got time for the still
They all been up in they feels
I'm still at peace with my bros
They got one up in the field
Bitch I ain't here to relate
Just take up all of your things
I'm never going insane
This just the way I was raised
Bitch I ain't here to relate
Just take up all of your things
I'm never going insane
This just the way I was raised
I had to bury you close
Hoping you know how I feel
Crying away through the door
Demons been run with me still
I had to bury you close
Hoping you know how I feel
Crying away through the door
Demons been run with me still
You wasn't here for pills
You ain't been here for the drills
You held my skin while it burned
But you ain't been watching it heal
I ain't got time for the still
They all been up in they feels
I'm still at peace with my bros
They got one up in the field
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Writer(s): David James
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