PQP, QUE - MÚSICA BOAAAAAA

PQP, QUE MÚSICA BOAAAAAA

and I was naked when I came, yeah
Out of reach, out of touch, too numb
I don't feel no way
Toast up, so what, street small but it go both ways
So, you'll run, but you'll never escape
Sunset in the maze
(You're asking me my symptoms, doctor
I don't wanna feel)

I don't wanna feel how I did last night
I don't wanna feel how I did last night, oh
Doctor, doctor, anything, please
Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me
You're asking me my symptoms, doctor
I don't wanna feel

I don't wanna feel how I did last night
I don't wanna feel how I did last night

Lipstick smudged like modern art
I don't know where the fuck I am
Or who's driving the fucking car
Speeding down the highway sippin'
Mixing pills with the liquor
'Cause fuck these feelings
I left everyone I love on read (Uh-uh)
Spilling secrets to the stranger in my bed (Uh-uh)
I remember nothing
So there's nothing to regret (Uh-uh)
Other than this 4 4 kick drum poundin' in my head (Hm)