Creepin cat
Creepin cat tip toein on the stacks in the all black
Tip tip tip the dominos to the ground floor, pick up the flow only God and angels know
I don't feel nothing
I know I shouldn't lie
But it makes me feel something
I like to say I wanna die
But it doesn't mean nothin
It makes me feel something
This shit is whack mental attacks thoughts that are breaking my back
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