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Hello, it's me at the door, it's cold, but the handle is warm
I know that you want me to go, but don't even think about letting me go
I'm here, but I don't even feel no fear, the door will stay closed
You hear? Am I clear
Am I still f*cking talking to no one but my ears
I swear I always knew the f*cking story so clear
Why is this the only thing that everybody hears
It's the people that you chase, who fake cry on a mic
All for you to hit play and give em a like
But you're good though, it ain't about you, it's about them hoes
Cause they the ones who crying to their exes for a re-roll
Y'all f*cking up my planet, subtract from zero
Y'all motherf*ckers owe the Earth, man, and f*ck a dethrone
Give me dark tears, I hope you f*cking cry
Go cry a path to hell, hit stop and roll your eyes
This to every single human, who playing with our lives
Pack it up and suck a dick, cause guess who still dies
The earth don't got a heart, cause hoes would have broke it
And turned the f*cking earth into the second lunar surface
It's time to ask each other how much more would still be worth it
I created us this table so that we can sit and worship
Shouldn't have to live a life where we have to be shirtless
Just to drag attention off the stupid f*cking circus
All these humans live in stories, full of wants to ifs and urges
Would I bless you with this life and let you still be f*cking thirsty