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emotional support
by Yung Halee
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I was drifting into other realities
Crying over scary shit, that I believed at that moment
But I cannot believe into that
They don't want me too…
Yah
(Halee)
Yaahh I guess it's halee
I guess it's halee
(I'm mentally gifted for real
It can get cold)
Let's go let's go
I'm mentally gifted for real
It can get cold
I'm not a star you know but I can control my highs and lows
I'm splitting my way of seeing the world
The society as a crime
Started crying for a tones of times
It's getting dangerous all along
Backstabbed as a joke
This reality is getting close
It's not even joke anymore
Anymore it was never I guess
If ever had a guess
I would guess that I'm so much less
But I'm not and I know that I'm not
Bird berries (berries)
Taste like acid (acid)
I'm gonna turn into ashes (into ashes)
I'm gonna fade away
With grey ghosts (grey ghosts)
I feel like I'm having a stroke
Oxygen 'cause it feels I choke
I can't even run away 'cause I was frozen
I'm not special but I know that I was chosen
Speak to god no answer but I'm ok (aaahhh)
Let me do my Make-up
I'm not gonna fit
Glassy it's so dangerous, I need security
I'm not different for real now
I became to feel
I'm getting feelings for persons
Which I just need
Emotional support
I have brain stations for that
My tiny light-dimmed room,
And a pipe full of that crack
I'm pulling up my lungs I need to fill up my lacks
Getting empty of emotions 'cause I'm wasting them on mass
Yes I'm wasting them on times when I don't need (I don't need)
Yes I'm wasted but I have to keep my sheets (my sheets)
I don't wanna wake up for a weak to skip my streak (to skip my streak)
I don't wanna hit the nic I had so many leaks
I had so many leaks
My personality
Is getting on another level
I'm a per-scripted fiend
I'm a sucker at being a thief
But fuck who laughed at me
Critics I can't handle
Letting down my candle (aaahhh)
Let me do my Make-up
I'm not gonna fit
Glassy it's so dangerous, I need security
I'm not different for real now
I became to feel
I'm getting feelings for persons
Which I just need
Emotional support
I have brain stations for that
My tiny light-dimmed room,
And a pipe full of that crack
I'm pulling up my lungs I need to fill up my lacks
Getting empty of emotions 'cause I'm wasting them on mass
I was drifting into other realities
Crying over scary shit, that I believed at that moment
But I cannot believe into that
They don't want me too…
Yah
(Halee)
Yaahh I guess it's halee
I guess it's halee
(I'm mentally gifted for real
It can get cold)
Let's go let's go
I'm mentally gifted for real
It can get cold
I'm not a star you know but I can control my highs and lows
I'm splitting my way of seeing the world
The society as a crime
Started crying for a tones of times
It's getting dangerous all along
Backstabbed as a joke
This reality is getting close
It's not even joke anymore
Anymore it was never I guess
If ever had a guess
I would guess that I'm so much less
But I'm not and I know that I'm not
Bird berries (berries)
Taste like acid (acid)
I'm gonna turn into ashes (into ashes)
I'm gonna fade away
With grey ghosts (grey ghosts)
I feel like I'm having a stroke
Oxygen 'cause it feels I choke
I can't even run away 'cause I was frozen
I'm not special but I know that I was chosen
Speak to god no answer but I'm ok (aaahhh)
Let me do my Make-up
I'm not gonna fit
Glassy it's so dangerous, I need security
I'm not different for real now
I became to feel
I'm getting feelings for persons
Which I just need
Emotional support
I have brain stations for that
My tiny light-dimmed room,
And a pipe full of that crack
I'm pulling up my lungs I need to fill up my lacks
Getting empty of emotions 'cause I'm wasting them on mass
Yes I'm wasting them on times when I don't need (I don't need)
Yes I'm wasted but I have to keep my sheets (my sheets)
I don't wanna wake up for a weak to skip my streak (to skip my streak)
I don't wanna hit the nic I had so many leaks
I had so many leaks
My personality
Is getting on another level
I'm a per-scripted fiend
I'm a sucker at being a thief
But fuck who laughed at me
Critics I can't handle
Letting down my candle (aaahhh)
Let me do my Make-up
I'm not gonna fit
Glassy it's so dangerous, I need security
I'm not different for real now
I became to feel
I'm getting feelings for persons
Which I just need
Emotional support
I have brain stations for that
My tiny light-dimmed room,
And a pipe full of that crack
I'm pulling up my lungs I need to fill up my lacks
Getting empty of emotions 'cause I'm wasting them on mass
