Ericdoa - hurt lyrics
[Ericdoa - hurt lyrics]
The pills make it better i walk in storms
Way I move change the weather
Light of the blood moon
My skies getting redder
Blood on my ones, and Raf Simmons my leather
If you talk down on gang x gonna wet ya
Run out his mouth he get left on a stretcher
Bitch, I'm depressed but I'm
Still gonna press ya i'm still not cured
In my head I got pressure
What the fuck you think you juugin'
What you thought this was? I'm with my gang
You act an ass then we turn you to dust
Don't fuck with shorty
If she hit me then that shit a dub
I'm smoking thrax inside a casket
With the flying doves
She hurt my heart swear
The pills make it better i walk in storms
Way I move change the weather
Light of the blood moon
My skies getting redder
Blood on my ones, and Raf Simmons my leather