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stop pretending - fadedclown lyrics

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riki do it to him

grave is shining on my wrist
feel like i’m about to die
d*mn i ain’t p*ssed
got no days of being sober
b*tch i earned it, always loner

why you gotta act so f*cking funny
you ain’t sh*t, knock off, you poser dummy
(about to crash)

was in beanie, hair long
also doped up my mind
no work, no hope
you know what’s my kind
(f*ck work)

always smoked one big wood
and after packed a gram bowl
used to smoke the whole hood
with one rip to blunt up my mood

was in beanie, hair long
also doped up my mind
no work, no hope
you know what’s my kind
(i’m about to crash right now)
always smoked one big wood
and after packed a gram bowl
used to smoke the whole hood
with one rip to blunt up my mood

time slowly passed and i got my first xan
anxiety hits hard like cooking on a pan
started popping them daily but sometimes
poured up codeine, mixing sh*t with the sprite and then i sparked a good strain

but today
weed makes me sick
f*ck i’m cursed by devil
never knew how to smile
you will never reach my level

so i locked here alone
with my xanax and addys
also liquor slide through
when i drop in these candies

i got these bars on deck
and some bucks in my pocket
always raised to be kind
but i just spit them out “f*ck it”
b*tch you know that i’m gone
but my body still walking
trip to h*ll and it’s done
only there will be talking

grave is shining on my wrist
feel like i’m about to die
d*mn i ain’t p*ssed
got no days of being sober
b*tch i earned it, always loner

why you gotta act so f*cking funny
you ain’t sh*t, knock off, you poser dummy
(about to crash)

grave is shining on my wrist
feel like i’m about to die
d*mn i ain’t p*ssed
got no days of being sober
b*tch i earned it, always loner

why you gotta act so f*cking funny
you ain’t sh*t, knock off, you poser dummy
(about to crash)

time slowly passed and i got my first xan
anxiety hits hard like cooking on a pan
started popping them daily but sometimes
poured up codeine, mixing sh*t with the sprite and then i sparked a good strain
ok i know some fiends
who sit heavy on that beans
some on that coke
even when they go broke
some popping molly
and some smoking thrax
if you smoking that wax
you know you gotta pay tax

b*tch you know i sold pills
when i had no money for bills
but stopped doing that since
i got addicted to thrills

this sh*t doesn’t matter
because i’ll f*ck underground
but you still never get better
you the best sucker around

you can ride a d*ck only
to come to my show
get f*cked up off that molly
and then get straight back to home
you just a sh*tty ass phony
don’t even think of me being your homie
(don’t even think of me being your homie)

grave is shining on my wrist
feel like i’m about to die
d*mn i ain’t p*ssed
got no days of being sober
b*tch i earned it, always loner

why you gotta act so f*cking funny
you ain’t sh*t, knock off, you poser dummy
(about to crash)

grave is shining on my wrist
feel like i’m about to die
d*mn i ain’t p*ssed
got no days of being sober
b*tch i earned it, always loner

why you gotta act so f*cking funny
you ain’t sh*t, knock off, you poser dummy

- fadedclown lyrics

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