Switchblade

Roy Blair

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    I write it in my fivestar
    On the top of a cop car
    Cause I'm a rock star
    Nobody listening to me out here
    All they do is OD out here
    I ride it in my five star
    On the top of a cop car
    Cause I'm a rock star
    Nobody listening to me out here
    All they do is OD out here
    Yeah

    I don't have no patience
    I don't have to fake it
    I've been on my knees for a minute
    Have it all for me when I get it
    Give you all the pain

    You don't got no business
    Hangin' round the golden gate
    Would you feel the same when I'm falling
    Don't you, don't you, don't know
    Why you askin' if you don't wanna know
    What you gonna miss
    Yeah what you gonna miss

    Growing up there
    Yeah your life ain't shit
    I'm riding round town
    I gotta full tank in the whip
    And everyone around
    Trust like a fucking bitch

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    That's you (everything around, everything around)
    That's you (everything around, everything around)
    That's you (everything around, everything around)
    You don't mean shit to me

    It don't mean shit, amphetamine
    Better half of me, dead battery
    Saturday, trust fund salary, infinity
    Giddy soda pop off the giving tree
    Silly Sun hit and run wishbone
    Chiro benedict shellshock
    Get lost get home thick skull

    Five star
    Cop car
    Rockstar
    Me out here

    I didn't ask for this
    Kill myself before this class will end
    You ditched me like my friends
    And if they push me to the edge
    Then I'll come back swinging
    My parents keep screaming
    So I never get sleep

    Broke my mirror into pieces
    Cause all I see is ugly, skin all fucked
    I'm just a big misunderstanding
    So I'll just come back later
    And wait until the train come
    I fucking hate you
    Is that what you wanted
    Me to say, love?

    The past half year
    Didn't happen in my five star
    Started getting high more
    Sleeping on my friend's floor
    For the time being, but I don't need more
    Time, I need a sign or

    Something that will tell me not to quit
    It's not my time, doors closed shut at home
    Haven't felt this alone since before
    And now that you're gone, I'm on my own
    Holding chrome in the corner of this closet
    Waiting for my phone with my mom on call
    Begging me to stop it
    I'm lost

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    Composición: Jack Loken y Roy Blair

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