blood down my hands

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[Chorus] (Yeah, hah) (Hah) I don't want this no more, shh (More) Shippin' pills through mail, just won't call anymore (Woah) Think it's somethin' with the drugs, tore my body apart It's rainin' blood down my hands You can't fix this with plastic It's fuckin' insane Pray to God, he won't answer It's rainin' blood down my hands You can't fix this with plastic (No) It's fuckin' insane Pray to God, he won't answer (No) [Verse] (Yeah) Bitch, I need pills to feel normal Rich vampire, gettin' lit in the closet Keep tryna hide my existence, it's awful How I'm 'posed to love myself from the way I was treated? [?] felt like I was never needed (Yeah) If you ask about some money, pussy boy, you can beat it [?] take it off and delete it, yeah [Chorus] (Yеah, hah) (Hah) I don't want this no more, shh (More) Shippin' pills through mail, just won't call anymore (Woah) Think it's somеthin' with the drugs, tore my body apart (Woah) It's rainin' blood down my hands (Woah) You can't fix this with plastic It's fuckin' insane Pray to God, he won't answer It's rainin' blood down my hands You can't fix this with plastic (No) It's fuckin' insane Pray to God, he won't answer (No) [Outro] Ah, hah
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