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this is what it sounds like
Its like a million angels laughing,
When one demon dies.
This is what it sounds like when a loco cries.
Its like a million unanswered questions comin from my feel and still hearing lies; the sound of cries , tears floodin eyes the sound of lonely tear drops falling to the ground meaning that there is still many why's.
This is what it sounds like when a loco cries.
Its like meeting that ride'a die shearing every secret telling every story vowing to be one until the end, Then came ur end.
You made me less then a friend.
You didnt have t
This is what it sounds like when a loco cries.
Its like being behind enemy lines and you on my mind
Is there peace in rest or do I REST IN PEACE
My mind and heart are mine but the soul is on lease
Mr Devil please give me back my soul I really didn't know
I had to give it back.
I slack love and compassion im alone in this world so cold lost in emotion and its really getting old
I hold it inside but today I won't let it hide
Im a loco
And this is what it sounds like when i cry.
I have been dealt this hand i blame only me for going along with the master plan.
This is what it sounds like when i cry.
I die i live im living but still dying can yall hear it
This loco is still crying
This is what it sounds like when this loco starts crying
When one demon dies.
This is what it sounds like when a loco cries.
Its like a million unanswered questions comin from my feel and still hearing lies; the sound of cries , tears floodin eyes the sound of lonely tear drops falling to the ground meaning that there is still many why's.
This is what it sounds like when a loco cries.
Its like meeting that ride'a die shearing every secret telling every story vowing to be one until the end, Then came ur end.
You made me less then a friend.
You didnt have t
This is what it sounds like when a loco cries.
Its like being behind enemy lines and you on my mind
Is there peace in rest or do I REST IN PEACE
My mind and heart are mine but the soul is on lease
Mr Devil please give me back my soul I really didn't know
I had to give it back.
I slack love and compassion im alone in this world so cold lost in emotion and its really getting old
I hold it inside but today I won't let it hide
Im a loco
And this is what it sounds like when i cry.
I have been dealt this hand i blame only me for going along with the master plan.
This is what it sounds like when i cry.
I die i live im living but still dying can yall hear it
This loco is still crying
This is what it sounds like when this loco starts crying
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