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broken - local gp lyrics

broken lyrics
hook:

cause i can’t keep joking, these bars let my heart bleed open, these darts that i can’t keep smoking, restart rockin smart clean clothing, reach far so a smart seed spoken, recharge but i can’t keep hoping and i’ll drink till the bar stays open, i speak into bars but my heart stays broken

verse 1:

amount of heart breaks, can’t even count, amount my heart takes, halfs leaking out, ounce i’d part take passing it out, mouth full of dark taste assing about, never asked made an ass of me wow, love to see em try to even laugh at me now, and my last mates mark me as out cause they wouldn’t or they can’t see that i’m reaching out, and it’s hard for me now, just to trust somebody, elevating rush when you love somebody, elevate it up no buts, ifs or sorrys, in the elevator up the dust sits and flurries and instead of making love we f*ck, sniff some molly it accelerates the rush and love digs a quarry, but its never really love it’s just fits the body then the elevated rush is crushed into worry, now i’m stuck in the quarry then it generates a flush of buts, ifs and sorrys, and whatever you make up is justice for folley, cause you’re never making up it just is for volley, and it sucks and i’m sorry, all the trust and the worry flying through a gust like when dust hits a lorrey

hook: x2

verse 2:

and this all i’ve become dabble in my thoughts and you force me to run, battling through wars that i’ve already won, i’ve been babbling to walls like they talk to me f*ck, try to walk but i’m already stuck, stabbing me with claws but you call me your love, i’ve been travelling these halls as i awkwardly rush nothing matters anymore cause i’m already f*cked, as you torch me to dust, the calories i’d force feed would cause me to chuck with the salaries on full speed was chalkin the stuff, didn’t matter you’d ignore me and talk with disgust, happily i’d snort three quarts of the stuff, like a battery at full steam surely to bust, and i gradually would form all these thoughts of a sl*t, in reality she fought for me all for the love

f*ck

- local gp lyrics

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