Gift
Do they call it a gift
If you hurt yourself like that
No it's sad
Missing all you had
It's hard to commit
Don't hurt yourself like that
I know it's sad
Missing all you left
You took your chances for granted
You had a bucket of seeds
You weren't ready to plant them
To give them what they need
Boy you're missing your water
To bring up your offer
Wish I could give you the water
To stop this slaughter
You could take all your honor
You told me you don't give a damn fuck
You would catch a bullet sometimes
You're feeling worse the most times
I would miss you, feeling the pain inside
This is not 'bout the music but a great friend in a hard life
Homie together we'll fight
Together we'll stay alive
Do they call it a gift
If you hurt yourself like that
No it's sad
Missing all you had
It's hard to commit
Don't hurt yourself like that
I know it's sad
Missing all you left
I'm being told that these friendships were wasted
Seeing those old fruits ripen at another tree
Oh everyone is going places
Should I just pour my water and see
Sometimes I stop giving a fuck
Don't let me catch me a bullet those times
Oh I'm feeling worse most times
Feeling hollow inside
Is it all about music or a bad youth in a great life
Hold it together we'll stay alive
Together we'll fight
Do they call it a gift
If you hurt yourself like that
No it's sad
Missing all you had
It's hard to commit
Don't hurt yourself like that
I know it's sad
Missing all you left
If you hurt yourself like that
No it's sad
Missing all you had
It's hard to commit
Don't hurt yourself like that
I know it's sad
Missing all you left
You took your chances for granted
You had a bucket of seeds
You weren't ready to plant them
To give them what they need
Boy you're missing your water
To bring up your offer
Wish I could give you the water
To stop this slaughter
You could take all your honor
You told me you don't give a damn fuck
You would catch a bullet sometimes
You're feeling worse the most times
I would miss you, feeling the pain inside
This is not 'bout the music but a great friend in a hard life
Homie together we'll fight
Together we'll stay alive
Do they call it a gift
If you hurt yourself like that
No it's sad
Missing all you had
It's hard to commit
Don't hurt yourself like that
I know it's sad
Missing all you left
I'm being told that these friendships were wasted
Seeing those old fruits ripen at another tree
Oh everyone is going places
Should I just pour my water and see
Sometimes I stop giving a fuck
Don't let me catch me a bullet those times
Oh I'm feeling worse most times
Feeling hollow inside
Is it all about music or a bad youth in a great life
Hold it together we'll stay alive
Together we'll fight
Do they call it a gift
If you hurt yourself like that
No it's sad
Missing all you had
It's hard to commit
Don't hurt yourself like that
I know it's sad
Missing all you left
Credits
Writer(s): Lucas M Rijnsburger
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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