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Trent Hall - Eighteen Lyrics



Trent Hall - Eighteen Lyrics




I think to much I hate it
My thoughts always racing
Do some drugs to slow them down
I heard it helps yeah
You feel me now
I'm over whelmed
I'm breaking down so anxious
I'm begging now
For what I found
A wave doubt suffocating
I'll roll a blunt
You got some bud
Doubled up on pain meds
It's getting rough yeah
Times are tough
I pray my plug
Come save me

Hands in cuffs
It's not enough
It's in my blood

Hands in cuffs
It's not enough
It's in my blood

It's in my blood
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I think to much I hate it
My thoughts always racing
Do some drugs to slow them down
I heard it helps yeah
You feel me now
I'm over whelmed
I'm breaking down so anxious
I'm begging now
For what I found
A wave doubt suffocating
I'll roll a blunt
You got some bud
Doubled up on pain meds
It's getting rough yeah
Times are tough
I pray my plug
Come save me

Hands in cuffs
It's not enough
It's in my blood

Hands in cuffs
It's not enough
It's in my blood

It's in my blood
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Writer: Trent Hall
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Language: English
Length: 1:38
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