Pink Hearts, Jade’s Rendition
You're not in my heart to mask my pain
I pray to God that someone better will come along
But nothing's changed, I still have false attachment
Times I've folded when I've heard your name
Sometimes, I wonder if she feels the same
'Bout how she played with my heart but nothing's happened
Finally had to courage to come talk to you
Funny how it turned around and then I end up blocking you
Funny how you feed off my attention, now I'm starving you
Accidentally clicked your page, now I feel like I'm stalking you
I can feel your pressure from your shoulder, that shit gets to me
Hell, if I was broken I would have some fucking sympathy
That bitch broke my heart and played me like a fucking symphony
Why the fuck you went for me?
Thought you treat me differently from everybody
I can't bear the fact that I can't hold you, show you, how much, I want you
Your near existence is my torture
Pour my words out, what I do
For everyday I walk past
And ask what would've happened
If I would've bagged but shit
Section 8 got me itching and my bag ripped out, fuck
Why this bitch got all this pride to play with my heart?
Why this bitch got all these thighs to lay on my mark?
She play with my lust 'cause that bitch the devil daughter
Have her pussy water splashing on my anaconda, I bite
She live in my mind so she can get away
She spit on my pipe so she can mitigate
I done went back to the A so I can get a face
That represents all your features with no tendencies to slit away
For no more pink scars
No more pressure
I'm better but I still go back when I feel a way
I'm pressured by the reaper knocking at your door at any day
Oh, I ask the Lord above for chances to prove
Without your commitment to truce
I'm you
(One, two, three, huh, huh)
Me, me ma—
Me maten
Me, me ma— (me, me ma—)
Me maten (ah, ah)
Me, me ma—
Me maten (woo! ¡Dale!)
Me, me ma—
Me maten
Tus muñecas están marcadas
Las cubriré, eran privadas
Estas a salvo conmigo
Sabes quiero eres amig-
I pray to God that someone better will come along
But nothing's changed, I still have false attachment
Times I've folded when I've heard your name
Sometimes, I wonder if she feels the same
'Bout how she played with my heart but nothing's happened
Finally had to courage to come talk to you
Funny how it turned around and then I end up blocking you
Funny how you feed off my attention, now I'm starving you
Accidentally clicked your page, now I feel like I'm stalking you
I can feel your pressure from your shoulder, that shit gets to me
Hell, if I was broken I would have some fucking sympathy
That bitch broke my heart and played me like a fucking symphony
Why the fuck you went for me?
Thought you treat me differently from everybody
I can't bear the fact that I can't hold you, show you, how much, I want you
Your near existence is my torture
Pour my words out, what I do
For everyday I walk past
And ask what would've happened
If I would've bagged but shit
Section 8 got me itching and my bag ripped out, fuck
Why this bitch got all this pride to play with my heart?
Why this bitch got all these thighs to lay on my mark?
She play with my lust 'cause that bitch the devil daughter
Have her pussy water splashing on my anaconda, I bite
She live in my mind so she can get away
She spit on my pipe so she can mitigate
I done went back to the A so I can get a face
That represents all your features with no tendencies to slit away
For no more pink scars
No more pressure
I'm better but I still go back when I feel a way
I'm pressured by the reaper knocking at your door at any day
Oh, I ask the Lord above for chances to prove
Without your commitment to truce
I'm you
(One, two, three, huh, huh)
Me, me ma—
Me maten
Me, me ma— (me, me ma—)
Me maten (ah, ah)
Me, me ma—
Me maten (woo! ¡Dale!)
Me, me ma—
Me maten
Tus muñecas están marcadas
Las cubriré, eran privadas
Estas a salvo conmigo
Sabes quiero eres amig-
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