Hall of Love

There is nothing more, all my fault, new mistakes
Leave me laying on the floor
I could never be more
How was I before, baby shock me to the core, I don't know what's in store

Give it to me once, I like it need it again
I don't need your amends
Type it up, and I don't send
What the fuck is even going on in my head?
I'm a GOD, this and that, lay me out put me in bed

How's it all my fault?
Mothafuckas round the world tryna see me really fall, Man I'm just a little boy
How's it all my fault?
Mothafuckas round the world tryna see me really fall, Man I'm just a little boy

Got a life I adore, talking to them is a chore
No one gives me any worth
Treat me like a county whore
Started talking to myself, pretty sure that I need help
Making moves, in New York
Doing shit you can't afford
And I ain't talking bout that cash, bitch I'm talking bout that Ego hoard
It's too frail, I'm too soft
Going off, I go de-rail
Naw my shit ain't off Grailed, this my old bitches grail
Crop-top, what's the word
This may be my universe
And I can't even think about my old life
All that shit, left me loads of problems right
Everything to me, always choosing fight or flight
How am I supposed to get my money right if I don't sleep at night?

How's it all my fault?
Mothafuckas round the world tryna see me really fall, Man I'm just a little boy
How's it all my fault?
Mothafuckas round the world tryna see me really fall, Man I'm just a little boy
How's it all my fault?
Mothafuckas round the world tryna see me really fall, Man I'm just a little boy
How's it all my fault?
Mothafuckas round the world tryna see me really fall, Man I'm just a little boy



Credits
Writer(s): Dominique Espinaco
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