At my window
At my window
Dog with three heads like a carpool
He's seen me sin though
On the glass
Scratching down, a diminuendo
Scratching out a dildo
I get the innuendo
Don't you feel alone hoe
Don't feel sick
Don't you miss your friends
You bitch
Don't you feel ill
Wish that you were rich
So that you could fill your life with friends that don't exist
So that you could spill all the things that they missed
I'm looking like little Bill without all the hair I ripped
Wish that I could chill
With my best friends
With my best friends
With my best friends
I feel f*cking sick
Ay
Best bisexual in the game
Except for Frank and Janelle Monae
And Tyler
Wait are those ones just gay
I burn myself with a motherf*cking lighter
How i am
The higher, the less pain goes away
That's how I'm feeling
I feel so electric I'm eeling
I'm straight f*cking dealing in pain
The worst drug of all cus' it always feels the same
Smonch.png, remember the name
Smonch.Png - Hellhound Reads My Thoughts Lyrics
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At my window
At my window
Dog with three heads like a carpool
He's seen me sin though
On the glass
Scratching down, a diminuendo
Scratching out a dildo
I get the innuendo
Don't you feel alone hoe
Don't feel sick
Don't you miss your friends
You bitch
Don't you feel ill
Wish that you were rich
So that you could fill your life with friends that don't exist
So that you could spill all the things that they missed
I'm looking like little Bill without all the hair I ripped
Wish that I could chill
With my best friends
With my best friends
With my best friends
I feel f*cking sick
Ay
Best bisexual in the game
Except for Frank and Janelle Monae
And Tyler
Wait are those ones just gay
I burn myself with a motherf*cking lighter
How i am
The higher, the less pain goes away
That's how I'm feeling
I feel so electric I'm eeling
I'm straight f*cking dealing in pain
The worst drug of all cus' it always feels the same
Smonch.png, remember the name
At my window
Dog with three heads like a carpool
He's seen me sin though
On the glass
Scratching down, a diminuendo
Scratching out a dildo
I get the innuendo
Don't you feel alone hoe
Don't feel sick
Don't you miss your friends
You bitch
Don't you feel ill
Wish that you were rich
So that you could fill your life with friends that don't exist
So that you could spill all the things that they missed
I'm looking like little Bill without all the hair I ripped
Wish that I could chill
With my best friends
With my best friends
With my best friends
I feel f*cking sick
Ay
Best bisexual in the game
Except for Frank and Janelle Monae
And Tyler
Wait are those ones just gay
I burn myself with a motherf*cking lighter
How i am
The higher, the less pain goes away
That's how I'm feeling
I feel so electric I'm eeling
I'm straight f*cking dealing in pain
The worst drug of all cus' it always feels the same
Smonch.png, remember the name
Writer: Benjamin Roberts
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid