Unspoiled

Lyrics

[Intro: Salad Fingers] W-well, b-back you go then I-I only ask that our creator return you Unspoiled from the cruel hand of war [Verse 1: tropes] Ugh, you talk too much and I cannot Yeah, I need to tell you what I've tried to say, uh Picture on the wall, you can picture all you want, gone Walk in with no socks on I don't need to leave What's this about, uh? I can't [?] Just cover your mouth shut Cause no one wants to hear you It's kinda far we are, our love's so far gone Yeah, yeah, I'm worthless, use it for the service [Chorus: tropes] It's a warzone, leaving room for more bones He didn't went for [?] Yeah, they tell me stop Told you how to stop But you keep making morе You're the worst, I wish you all the worst I cannot stand your attеntion You talking about Wessons, I'll teach you a lesson On how to be nicer Trust me, these are words to the wiser I'll stab my eyes, make them pink like Kaiser [Bridge: tropes & viv] It's a white aura Stop crying, you're a whiner Don't wanna talk like wiser (Wiser) [Verse 2: viv] It's so hard to believe That you can run your mouth for so long Don't care how much you beg and plead I've decided that I'm going away I can't hear you, I don't want to You never even listen to a word I say I can't see you, I don't need to I know that I didn't need you anyway [Verse 3: kacie free] Ha-Haze in my hands I can't stop speaking [?] (Ayo, what the fuck?) We popping fingers She done got some triggers [?] is a singer, [?] You don't know what I want, that boy is playing dumb Yeah, sleeping on the rim, bad boys on the run And they shut up, shut down Couldn't give a fuck now [?] cook now Chillin' [?] [Verse 4: kwuzi] I'm with the team Pulling out a Glock with scope plus a beam Yeah, they talkin' tough I don't know what they mean I don't know what they mean, ah Not a type for the boy full of fuck shit Touching on my dawg, we gon' pull up to the function I don't really talk, but I know that I sing Fucked on a homie, I'll shoot through your spleen, uh-uh [Verse 5: blackwinterwells] Tried my best, but I won't ever forget about it I like to flex stacks, if you don't like it, never stopping I'm with Jackie and [?], baby we're going shopping You talk a lot of shit on twitter but I know you ain't about it So pussy boy, stop with all of that pouting And when you try speak up, no one ever listens And I keep a dagger just for protection Cause in this country, it's absurd to get a Smith and a Wesson I'm with my boys smoking rollies and chilling Talking bout samsara and prisons Eating peanut M&M's with your misses So don't come at me with the bullshit You know I am allergic [Chorus: tropes] It's a warzone, leaving room for more bones He didn't went for [?] Yeah, they tell me stop Told you how to stop But you keep making more You're the worst, I wish you all the worst I cannot stand your attention You talking about Wessons, I'll teach you a lesson On how to be nicer Trust me, these are words to the wiser I'll stab my eyes, make them pink like Kaiser