Saint Nikk - Tasting Tears

Callin' your phone is my favorite cry for help
(hello? can you hear me?)
Oh how I hate being alive but wont kill myself
My cousin did it first and I don't wanna follow his foot steps
Blisters from holding on I'm tryin my best
(I'm sorry mom)
And you can taste the tears on my lips when you kiss me
(Baby don't run away)
And if I die today I just hope that you miss me
(Baby don't run away)
Hold my hand just a little tighter
Runnin, Runnin Runnin, Runnin, Runnin
(Baby don't run away)

Written by:
Nikklos Whyte

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