TYLER DURDEN Teenage Disaster (Ft. Mespirit)
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[Chorus: Teenage Disaster]
Think that I'ma hit the floor
I don't wanna talk baby, I don't wanna feel
Stuck inside a maze, ain't no easy way out
Blacked out, where the fuck did all this blood come from?
Livin' double lives, think I'm running out of time
Waking up in different time zones
Spent a fuckin' rack on a plane ticket, got a Glock gon' play with it
I don't recall your name, livin' in a nightmare, I can't feel shit
[Post-Chorus: Teenage Disaster]
I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, oh
[Verse 1: Teenage Disaster]
My brain's got a sickness, I can't even help it
I'm dying, why the fuck you trynna call me selfish?
Smokin' cigarettes 'til my stomach sick of it
I'm laying on the floor just prayin' that my heart stops
[Chorus: Teenage Disaster]
Think that I'ma hit the floor
I don't wanna talk baby, I don't wanna feel
Stuck inside a maze, ain't no easy way out
Blacked out, where the fuck did all this blood come from?
Livin' double lives, think I'm running out of time
Waking up in different time zones
Spent a fuckin' rack on a plane ticket, got a Glock gon' play with it
I don't recall your name, livin' in a nightmare, I can't feel shit
Think that I'ma hit the floor
I don't wanna talk baby, I don't wanna feel
Stuck inside a maze, ain't no easy way out
Blacked out, where the fuck did all this blood come from?
Livin' double lives, think I'm running out of time
Waking up in different time zones
Spent a fuckin' rack on a plane ticket, got a Glock gon' play with it
I don't recall your name, livin' in a nightmare, I can't feel shit
[Post-Chorus: Teenage Disaster]
I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, oh
[Verse 1: Teenage Disaster]
My brain's got a sickness, I can't even help it
I'm dying, why the fuck you trynna call me selfish?
Smokin' cigarettes 'til my stomach sick of it
I'm laying on the floor just prayin' that my heart stops
[Chorus: Teenage Disaster]
Think that I'ma hit the floor
I don't wanna talk baby, I don't wanna feel
Stuck inside a maze, ain't no easy way out
Blacked out, where the fuck did all this blood come from?
Livin' double lives, think I'm running out of time
Waking up in different time zones
Spent a fuckin' rack on a plane ticket, got a Glock gon' play with it
I don't recall your name, livin' in a nightmare, I can't feel shit
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