KILLING PROPHETS Heffy

I can’t save myself
Feelings I ain’t felt
Damage I have dealt

And I’m calling out for help
In the depths of hell
Only time will tell

Poker face on me when I walked in
Bussin off the molly inna function
Walking round like I'm a zombie I might just drop dead
And I know that you don’t love me despite what you said

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Somebody set me free
From the demons in my head
Cause I can’t escape
But at least I can pretend
That it’s all a dream
And I must’ve overslept
And I haven’t woke up yet
But we’re all already dead

Limbo walking out of options
High off supply killing profits
Feel like NASA hella rockets
G star cargos lots of pockets