Ms - FKA 059, o k h o

Sippavo Danish nelle burbs

Assieme ad angeli o dei birds

Ma io c’ho volato assieme

Per finire dentro a trenches

I’m still sippin' Danish with no bad bitch

Ma almeno sono libero da una di queste dipendenze

Ho cicatrici che potrebbero aprirsi

E non mi accorgo quando sanguino se con te c’ho feeling

Non porto garze se addosso c’ho del designer ho il cuore sulla mia manica I’m

really just demon feeding

Demon feeding, fumo per schiacciarli

Golden teeth, ma non per parlarci

Reaching m’s, ma siamo distanti

Sento la mia voce e non quella degli altri

Penso a fare gli M’s, questi cani they still barking

Non meritano me, per le mie parole paghi

Io mi sono calmato non torno dentro al quadrato

Lo ammetto io ancora sbaglio ma adesso almeno ne parli

Non mi conoscevi e adesso si

Hai il mio nome in bocca come gli ansiolitici

Non dar da mangiare ai demoni

Non dar da mangiare ai demoni

Demon feeding, fumo per schiacciarli

Golden teeth, ma non per parlarci

Reaching m’s, ma siamo distanti

Sento la mia voce e non quella degli altri

Sippavo Danish in the burbs

Together with angels or birds

But I flew it together

To finish in trenches

I'm still sippin 'Danish with no bad bitch

But at least I'm free of one of these addictions

I have scars that could break open

And I don't notice when I bleed if I have a feeling with you

I don't wear gauze if I have a designer on I have my heart on my sleeve I'm

really just demon feeding

Demon feeding, smoke to crush them

Golden teeth, but not to talk to

Reaching m’s, but we are far away

I hear my voice and not that of others

I think of making the M's, these dogs they still barking

They don't deserve me, you pay for my words

I calmed down. I'm not going back into the square

I admit it I'm still wrong but now at least you talk about it

You didn't know me and now you do

You have my name in your mouth like anxiolytics

Don't feed the demons

Don't feed the demons

Demon feeding, smoke to crush them

Golden teeth, but not to talk to

Reaching m’s, but we are far away

I hear my voice and not that of others