Mixed Emotions

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Blended up, fucked up, real fucked
Fucked up, emotions all blended up, yeah
Blended up, fucked up, real fucked
Fucked up, emotions all blended up, yeah
Cutting me up
This shit is cutting me open
Fucking me up
Yeah she leaving me broken
Speaking my feels
Hear my thoughts they've spoken
F*ck my demons
Has became my slogan

My emotions blended up and mixed, mixed, mixed, mixed
Cannot use my heart if it ain't fixed, fixed, fixed, fixed
Recipe for disaster, I'm in my hell needing a pastor
One of us dead if I ever pass her, then we moving on the next chapter
My emotions coming out yeah I am sad, mad, glad, rad
Girl has ended me this shit is bad, bad, real bad
Don't know where I belong, I'm hot shit but I don't wear VLone
Don't show it my emotions long gone
This shit ain't right yeah they keep doing me wrong

Dicing me up like fruit ninja but watch out I'm the bomb (Bomb)
Hittin' me up then finna blow up see me worldstar.com (Bomb bomb bomb)
Giving me signs see my name on signs like they ask me to prom (Ha)
Why the f*ck does it feel like I got the world in the palm of my hand
Fans by me they stand, f*ck it spend another band
I am feeling grand, see me I'm not looking bland
Going up but I am down, you just will not understand
You won't understand, you won't understand
Beating my demons and they beating me
We going back and forth a forever battle
Constantly bothering they a real dick rider
Riding it so much that they need a saddle (Uh huh)
When I beat them they running to the devil
Acting like a child crying they go tattle-tale (Wah wah)
Can't take a loss don't wanna fail
Choking me I can't exhale (Yeah)
Don't wanna be in their hell
And they don't wanna be in my hell, cause my hell is heaven
Spray'em down MAC-11 (Grrha!)
Depression, turned on me it's their weapon
Obsession, they obsessed with me coming at me with all of their aggression

My emotions blended up and mixed, mixed, mixed, mixed
Cannot use my heart if it ain't fixed, fixed, fixed, fixed
Recipe for disaster, I'm in my hell needing a pastor
One of us dead if I ever pass her, then we moving on the next chapter
My emotions coming out see I am sad, mad, glad, rad
Girl has ended me this shit is bad, bad, real bad
Don't know where I belong, I'm hot shit but I don't wear VLone
Don't show it my emotions long gone
This shit ain't right yeah they keep doing me wrong

Yeah they keep doing me wrong they keep doing me dirty
Tryin' to act cute and all flirty
Got all shocked when I found out you lied
Guess who told me, a little birdie
Yeah that birdie is the real homie
Got my back no need to show me (Yeah)
Cause we don't f*ck around with the fakes
J. Slowinski with the shit killing snakes
Only fucking around with the real ones
Only ones I can trust my day ones (Uh-huh)
Don't come at me fucking around
Stay quiet do you hear that sound
*Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp*
That's the people who give a f*ck ha, nobody, nobody, absolutely nobody

Blended up, fucked up, real fucked
Fucked up, emotions all blended up, yeah
Blended up, fucked up, real fucked
Fucked up, emotions all blended up, yeah
Cutting me up
This shit is cutting me open (Oh)
Fucking me up (Fucking me up)
Yeah she leaving me broken
Speaking my feels (Yeah)
Hear my thoughts they've spoken
F*ck my demons (Oh)
Has became my slogan

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