A Love Letter To the Kind Soul On Twelfth Street

Shorty put it down
Shorty put it down
Shorty put it down
Shorty put it down
Shorty put it down
Shorty put it down
Sad to see you go
Because I loved you so
But I couldn't hear you shout
Talking with my ghosts
But they're in my head baby
But they're in my head
I don't want to talk
Because I could end up dead
Cut me open with a saw
And there's blood all on my bed
You can't tell me what I saw
Now there's demons in my head
You can't tell me who to be
Not taking my medicine
Can't you feel the cold
Eating up your soul
Goosebumps from the rain drops
Took some pills now I caint stop

Shorty put it down
Shorty put it down
Shorty put it down
Shorty put it down
Shorty put it down
Shorty put it down
Sad to see you go
because I loved you so
But I couldn't hear you shout
Talking with my ghosts
But they're in my head baby
But they're in my

I been moving slow
I been moving slow
I been moving slow
I been moving slow
I been moving slow
I been moving slow



Credits
Writer(s): Luci B4dawn
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