Arnold The Painter - Feed

I wish you the worst out in this cold world
You were playing with fire, and watched me burn
Is this how you feed?
Was I the one?
Replacing your anger
From damage done?
You caused a heartache
Loaded my guns
Trained me for my worst days
Now I’m numb
I was walking in lies, and never knew
My walls stay strong, because of you
You tore my vines
Took what I loved
My sense of mind
The man I was
I was walking in lies, and never knew
My walls stay strong, because of you
You tore my vines
Took what I loved
My sense of mind
The man I was
Is this how you feed?
Is this how you feed?
Is this how you feed?
You loaded my guns
Trained me for my worst days
Now I’m numb
Is this how you feed?
Ohhhh
Is this how you feed?
You loaded my guns
Trained me for my worst days
Now I’m numb
Is this how you feed?
Is this how you feed...
Ohh oh
Ohh
Ohhh
I’m sure you thought all of these girls were a distraction
I noticed every move you made around them
I know you’re married, why’s your pretty finger naked?
Put it back on, why you worried? Let me taste it
Your man’s talking outside on the phone
I’m not the only one who knows he does you wrong
Let’s disappear, I’ll show you to the back, girl
I’ll be everything you’re missing in a man, girl
But baby when you get home
But baby when you get home
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went, yeah yeah
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went
I used to have a heart
Lost it in a war zone
New me stole the light and hung the old me in my wardrobe
Try to solve the puzzle, find the pieces that broke though
Put your purse off to the side and grab ‘em like you own those
Oh no
He never called you back
Show me the old hoe
You try to keep inside but love keeps burning down the whole show
You think you have it all but life can’t seem to help but hold ya
You can stay the night tonight
But baby when you get home
But baby when you get home
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went, yeah yeah
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went
Yeahhhh
Ohhh
Ohhhhhh
But baby when you get home
But baby when you get home
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went
Tell him that it’s his fault
Drug him till his mouth foams
Slit his throat and tell him how our night went

Written by:
Arnaldo Garza

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