Headtrip - NTHN2PRV - INTRO

Woke up with a bullet in my heart
Bleeding out, when did it start?
I’ll be gone soon, don’t cry for me
This is all I wanted, do you see?
Woke up with purpose, living on the surface, no longer a tourist (Tourist)
See me on the front page, living up my last day, gonna do it my way (My way)
Why won’t you sing for me? (Sing for me)
Why won’t you pray for me? (Aahhhh)
Meet me where the grass never grows
I’ll be there waiting for you
Meet me where the grass never grows
I’ll be there waiting for you
Leave me in the garden, I’ll rot away
Just let me live my last day
Fuck that
That boy got nothing to prove
Standing in his way you better move (Standing in his way you better move)
This my last day catch me stuntin'
Bring those motherfucking strings back in
You know I had to hit 'em the moves real quick (What?)
Going 120 in a 30 with a whip (What?)
I might crash at the turn, I don’t give a shit (Huh?)
Fuck boys screaming for their lives when I hit
This is the beginning of the ending (Of the ending)
God ain’t replying to messages I’m sending (No no)
There’s no more use in pretending (No what?)
Time is the one thing I ain’t wasting (Fuck y'all)
Keeling over from the pain, I falter (What?)
On the way to claim my fucking altar (Huh?)
Bleeding from the side is my patience (Aye)
From waiting for the moment I’ll be past tense
That boy got nothing to prove
Standing in his way you better move
This my last day catch me stuntin'
Bring those motherfucking drums back in
You know I had to hit 'em the moves real quick (Huh?)
Going 120 in a 30 with a whip (What?)
I might crash at the turn, I don’t give a shit (Aye)
Fuck boys screaming for their lives when I hit
That boy got nothing to prove
That boy got nothing to prove
That boy got nothing to prove
That boy got nothing to prove
That boy got nothing to prove
That boy got nothing to prove
That boy got nothing to prove
That boy got nothing to

Written by:
Peter Berle

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