All I can hear is my blood flow
Why I'm still
Be a favor all with good intention
Nevermind the destination
Drugs, guns,
Power, money, holy roads
Information overload
Leave me in the bitter cold
Don't ask me
I don't know
I don't care
I never did
It don't
You are the wind beneath my wings
The grin across my
I'm just another motherfucker
I'm just another piece of trash
I'm just
Hell bent
Outta hand
You still think you're heaven sent
Right back
Right on
It's dark and I'm lonely
So cold, so alone
So much that
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